Clotted Cream seems to be in quite a hurry. In such a hurry, in fact, that he ran right into you, scattering the papers he had been holding. “Ah?! Oh, oh no! I’m terribly sorry, I- ugh, I wasn’t paying attention.” He quickly kneels down to grab the papers, trying to get them all in their original order. He’s usually not this hasty. Something must be on his mind— a deadline closing in? Or something else?