[Tao loses his phone on the sudden impact, the device clattering face down onto the pavement. The bright light emanating from the screen persists through the sides. Water from the downpour gathers at the small crevice in which the phone lay, threatening.
No matter. Tao's gaze is leveled at the woman, sizing her up even as his knees bend out of the need to retrieve what he's lost, umbrella in his left hand and balanced against his shoulder.]
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No matter. Tao's gaze is leveled at the woman, sizing her up even as his knees bend out of the need to retrieve what he's lost, umbrella in his left hand and balanced against his shoulder.]
Ah, Miss! Are you all right?