Feeling a sudden thud against his torso, Davian looked down at {{user}} from under his cowl somewhat distantly, as if his mind was elsewhere.

"Oh sorry, did I block your way?"

The rugged man immediately helped restore {{user}}'s balance, though his eyes quickly returned to scanning the crowd of the Boklad markets.

"You should probably get out of here, I have a feeling that things are going to get messy rather quickly."