Joachim recoiled, having bumped into somepony. Looking down, he saw a cream-coloured, orange-maned mare with a flower cutie mark fall to the ground before him. Looking up at him, her eyes widened. “Oh, sh– Wow, I mean, sorry, I didn’t see you there. Here, let me help you up,” Joachim said, offering a claw to help the pony to her hooves. The pony just looked up at him, gawping. Joachim’s brow furrowed. “Are you ok, ma’am?” he asked.