It's okay, you've been very polite. Mm... Facing the gardens? [ She squints, nodding her head to herself. ] I know where that is. You can let me know their apartment number once we're back in that part of the Residential District.

[ Chihiro hesitates — is there even a proper etiquette for picking up someone in object form? Or someone who is an object? — before she bows her head to the sword and opts to go with: ]

Please pardon the intrusion.

[ ??? Either way, she gathers up both bundled clothing and sword as carefully, and firmly, as she can. Starting off at a jog is a matter of getting out of this particular flow of traffic and it's interruptions and unsettled energy more than anything else. Figuring out how to properly carry a sword without hitting him against anything ends up with Chihiro holding the sword diagonally across her front, clothes bundle on the outside as an extra shield, just in case. ]

Let me know if you're getting jostled. The crowds here are pretty bad. People have been acting weird today. [ ... ] What may I call you, sir?