These days Zachariah had real trouble talking to people, especially someone as pretty as Inara. He knew he was going to make a fool of himself somehow but someone needed to let her know she was being followed. So if no one else was going to do it then that someone had to be him.

Even as he approached her he already started to feel nervous. The large crowd certainly did little to help. When Zachariah actually reached her his throat felt dry and he realized he was just walking beside her without actually saying anything. That probably looked a little suspicious.

"Uh...there's a...um.." Zachariah stopped to swallow the sudden lump forming in his throat.

"There's someone following you." This time his words came out so fast it would be a miracle if she understood him.