The impact barely registered, except as a reminder that he ought to look where he was going as opposed to around -- but hadn't the map he'd managed to acquire said that armorsmith was somewhere right around here? -- but the sound did. Cyrus looked down to see a boy in clothes that had been nice before they'd gotten dirty and what seemed (to him) a rather pained look on his face.
Immediately concerned, Cyrus reached down to help the boy up. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'm terrible at looking where I'm going. Are you all right?"