The collision stunned Emil back into awareness, and as soon as he heard the other boy fall Emil was trying to kneel down, seeing if he needed help and trying to pick up the books he'd knocked away while stammering his own apologies. "I'm all right! I'm sorry - I didn't mean to - I wasn't looking, it's so hot I must have started drifting off or something..."

Thinking about the heat only made the feeling worse, and he paused after picking up one of the books to adjust a scarf that felt much heavier than it did when he'd put it on this morning. Maybe he should take it off, although for now he had to help clean up after the mess he'd made. Emil picked up two more books and held them out to the boy he'd bumped into before realizing that the face was familiar.

"Haven't I seen you before?" he asked, trying to remember where they could have met. It wasn't recent, and he had the feeling it had been - yes, just after he'd arrived here. "At the Welcome Center last month, right?"