[ Alphinaud gratefully accepts her hand, using the momentum to lift himself back to his feet and give himself a proper dust-off in doing so. At least he's still in one piece; he can't imagine how upset Alisaie would be with him had he wound up flat as a slice of Archon loaf.

He shakes his head. ]

Ah — I'm still getting used to the ebbs and flows of traffic, I'm afraid.

[ He gestures to the lights, seen among signs and other lights by way of demonstration. ]

The rules are quite different to the ones I'm used to back home. There aren't so many blinking lights for one.