[Oh thank god. He was starting to have trouble breathing with how many people were around him, and he's ever thankful that this stranger seemingly popped out of no where and saved him. He didn't even realize that he had been holding a breath, until he's pulled away from the jeweler, and the group of people who had been surrounding him before. The man far too nice to say no, even though he should really put his foot down.

Still, he manages to take a step forward away from the group of people. Nearly turning red in utter embarrassment, but also from the heat that was accumulating from being flustered from the crowd.]

... Thank you, stranger. I do not know what I would have done if I was stuck in that situation for much longer. I thank you for your help.

[He tends to thank people far too much.]