Jae is tall, yes, but fortunately there's no innate clumsiness to go along with his teetering vantage point. He sways a bit with the movement of the crowd, elbow in his ribs and all, and isn't terribly startled - he's certainly been whacked harder in public transit. With one arm raised to hold onto a handrail along the ceiling of the cab, Jae dips his head a bit to peer at this guy here who's just apologized.

"Hey," he says, easy-going. "It's okay, I survived."