Fishblight Mire Shatter myself, I don't care

She narrowly missed him, while he scarcely managed to avoid taking a tumble of his own. Catching her breath, but still very much far from presentable, she turned around. "I...guess there's a first time for everything." She managed sheepishly.

Normally, his upbeat, goofball demeanor would have been infectious. But Malilia was hardly feeling like her unusual self these days, making it difficult to raise her own spirits. He introduced himself, giving her a name to his unique face. "Nice meeting you, Mustang. My name is Malila..." Her tail gave the slightest of wags. She briefly peered off in the direction of where she assumed Rivenwood would await. "If you don't mind, I've about had enough of this smelly place. I just...dunno which way is out..."