"I didn't even see you!"

Sorry.
  I didn't mean to startle you.

I slipped.

No!
  Don't worry!
   I didn't fall.

Walk along.


Still here?

I guess you want an explanation.

Many have a talent.

Mine requires a distance.

A whisper in the ear,
  a song in the background.

An echo,
  a dream waiting to be seen.

There we go.

Moving off now.

Forget about me.