That walk is a walk he's rather familiar with. He's seen that sort of air among the elves he's been around or it's more hurried and less calm then he had grown used to when he had been home. But then he pushes thoughts of home away as that won't help him here.

No, he has a tall she-elf to follow and if he has learned anything recently it's how to follow people around and try and not get noticed.

Except that had been on ground he knew wouldn't shift like the bit of rubble he found to stand on and watch her and next thing he knows he's tumbling to the ground and landing a few feet behind her, letting out a startled yelp as he rolls onto his back. Such a graceful elf.