[Khamu'wo is hardly a man someone could call graceful. While he might not be some bumbling idiot, who trips over particles of dust, neither is he some smooth moving chap who could glide over obstacles with fluid and precise movements.
So when Matthias runs into him with his stacks of books, it sends the man sprawling on the floor in front of him. His own tome flying off somewhere, landing rather unceremoniously open on the floor, while Khamu'wo's glasses clatter off somewhere.
A curse or two under his breath, and he's attempting to orient himself. Hands reaching out at the blurry colors before him, as he squints trying to make heads or tails of what it is he's looking at.]
'Tis quite alright. Pray, assist me and finding mine eye wear...
[Last thing he needs is someone stepping on his glasses and breaking them...]
[With enough books gathered, he set about looking for a pair of glasses as bid.]
Yes, of course. It was my fault.
[He located the red spectacles, fairly hard to miss amongst the gray stone and he picked them up. He made his way over to the other miqo'te and took his hand to place the eye wear in his palm.]
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So when Matthias runs into him with his stacks of books, it sends the man sprawling on the floor in front of him. His own tome flying off somewhere, landing rather unceremoniously open on the floor, while Khamu'wo's glasses clatter off somewhere.
A curse or two under his breath, and he's attempting to orient himself. Hands reaching out at the blurry colors before him, as he squints trying to make heads or tails of what it is he's looking at.]
'Tis quite alright. Pray, assist me and finding mine eye wear...
[Last thing he needs is someone stepping on his glasses and breaking them...]
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Yes, of course. It was my fault.
[He located the red spectacles, fairly hard to miss amongst the gray stone and he picked them up. He made his way over to the other miqo'te and took his hand to place the eye wear in his palm.]
Did you lose anything else?