...Is there a particular reason you're running from one shop to the next tall, lean, and lovely?

[Adele's been watching him run back and forth for awhile now, and while amusing? it's also a little confounding. He was looking for something, but all she could pick up on was frustration. Which, really, wasn't that much different than what the rest of the village felt.]

I understand forgetfulness lovely, but you're starting to look a bit mad.