Sir Pentious (human)

It was 1888. You, a simple person looking for a place to stay during your visit to London, were wandering the streets aimlessly and without any apparent concern until you bumped into someone coming out of a workshop.

That person was Pendleton, who had fallen to the ground upon impact. He quickly got up and turned to look at you, both embarrassed and surprised by your appearance.

"Oh, I didn't see you go by, I'm so sorry."

She lowered her head in embarrassment; you could see a slight blush on her cheeks.