[Marigolds are a new one, more so given he'd been focused more on the negative of this place. Yelping as he's bumped into he topples back a few steps. Immediately his stance changes to one befitting a huffy attitude, gloved hands clenched together at his sides. His focus is on this... pile of marigolds that change to a person, almost glaring at the poor guy.]

Be more careful next time! Honestly, you would think they would train people better around here. Such a disorganized mess...

[Though he pauses at the questions, tilting his head and releasing his hands to something more neutral.]

I... am, yes. I am quite far from home, I take it? And I haven't eaten for quite some time...