[Chibi's not paying as much attention to where he and his little goat are walking as he should be. His head is buried in his notebook, scanning a poem he's written (a love poem, actually) to see if it's up to snuff; the goat is limping behind him as pitifully as ever. (His little AI buddy Stook is sleeping in his hat.)]
[When he comes up a little too close behind Kakyoin and slips his foot against one of that sad little dove's tail-feathers, being flung into a memory that is not his again, he is still remarkably good at balancing those bags. He might stumble forward a few steps, though, and bump into Kakyoin's back. Hope you're not too nauseous, dude!]
c1. gimme that bizarre. confuse this old man
[When he comes up a little too close behind Kakyoin and slips his foot against one of that sad little dove's tail-feathers, being flung into a memory that is not his again, he is still remarkably good at balancing those bags. He might stumble forward a few steps, though, and bump into Kakyoin's back. Hope you're not too nauseous, dude!]