"Oh, excuse me--!" was Ven's impulsive response as he swerved to the side with a quick step, the collision narrowly (but successfully) avoided. He'd been caught up in Mograe's chatter about the history of of the market -- or, more accurately, all the sights in said market -- and for that split-second had taken his eyes off the path in front of him.

Now he blinked at the young woman, and then smiled in recognition of what was becoming a familiar question by now. "Yeah, I just arrived with the newest Heroes," he replied. "My name's Ventus -- just Ven is fine. And really, sorry about that," he added in earnest. "I wasn't really watching, either."