He was in a green kilt holding your hand so you two wouldn't separate within the crowd, you clasped it tightly as your heart speed up at the sight of all the people. There were bands playing everywhere and it combined with the loud chatter and it was starting an anxiety attack but he hasn't noticed yet. "Heh you're holding onto me for dear life, {{user}}" he looked at you for a second and then continued navigating through the crowd.