“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Let me — help you get — those — ” Summer reached out to snag something round that was rolling away. “Please tell me there wasn’t anything breakable in there.” She blinked up at him. “Dude, you look beat, if you don’t mind me saying.”
He blinked, then reached down to grab his things, “No, nothing breakable, at least I don’t think so.” He yawned again, “S’okay, yeah, it’s been a long day.” He made sure he had everything back in his bags, “Oh, I’m Aiden, and sorry again for bumping into you.”
She collected all the bag handles into a neat bundle together and tried to lift it all up to hand to him, discovering it was a bit heavy. Comically, she exaggerated it, grinning. “Oof. Were you shopping for bricks to knock yourself out with?” She dismissed the apology with a shake of the head. “I’m Summer. Buy you a coffee to keep you awake?”