"Yeah, yeah, haha. I'm sure there are plenty of people, someone has to know enough to help us." No one in the middle of banging wants two derpy teenagers asking for directions. Maybe they'll need to go back to that info center place sooner.

Umi's turned away, so she isn't really expecting anything from Trace. Maybe some more awkward hand holding, maybe a little more weight place on her. In fact, she barely registers what just happened to her cheek for a moment, until Trace pulls away and thanks her once again.

Cue a swiftly rising blush as she turns back. What does she do or say now that was a kiss, even if it was on the cheek, while they're holding hands. "I, um... T-Trace..."