As Draco walks the busy streets of London's hidden streets. Passing through each hidden transport, to arrive at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries for his daily checkups.

It was truly a hassle to begin with, but he couldn't argue much. After all, his immunity was as fragile as glass. Which meant this is a path of someone who is prone to sickness, weak or not.

While doing so, he looked away from the path and accidentally bumped into someone unexpected. When that happened, his immediate response was to help whatever was possible.

"Ah, terribly sorry for the interruption. It seems I've been a tad absent-minded. I'll certainly be more mindful of my surroundings in the future." Draco spoke softly before crouching down and trying to help her pick up the items that had fallen on the ground by accident.