Zesiro was just about to interrupt the absolutely charming reunion when he heard someone call out behind him. In a matter of mere moments he saw the woman practicing her barrel-rolls. Rather than let her ruin the reunion alone, he wanted in on that fun. Zesiro threw his body in the path of the boulder-woman as best he could and attempted to halt her advance. The resulting scene was a tangle of lanky limbs and loose traveling clothes. As much as he could manage, Zesiro untangled himself from Genevieve. Unfortunately for him, she was a bit sat on his tail. With a few tugs it came free.
"A thousand pardons Madame. I tried to break your fall, but the cards were not laid in my favour. I trust no harm has befallen you?" Zesiro flashed the woman a smile, and offered his hand in assistance. Expecting her to grasp his hand, Zesiro took a few quick glances around the room, trying to gauge the party.
"A thousand pardons Madame. I tried to break your fall, but the cards were not laid in my favour. I trust no harm has befallen you?" Zesiro flashed the woman a smile, and offered his hand in assistance. Expecting her to grasp his hand, Zesiro took a few quick glances around the room, trying to gauge the party.