As you stare down from the deck of the flying passenger steamship you've boarded, you peer down into the clouds and trees below, admiring the view. Suddenly, you hear a crash from behind you, and turn to see a flustered young man gathering his books, which he just dropped by your feet.

"S-sorry, sorry! Oh gosh, I'm so sorry, sir..."

He gathers his items quickly and chuckles, face flushing red as he offers a hand.

"Er...Theodore, Theodore Fliegendesding. Please, call me Teddy."