Dusting off her hands, Sloane popped back up and collected her broom from the marble floor, checking to make sure nothing was damaged in the fall. It would be just her luck to break her broom after all of this. At least Alvin would have been able to fix it, unlike other circumstances in her life. "Guess so, sorry for running into you." Sloane offered as she bent to start helping to gather the girl's books from the floor. At least Sloane hadn't caused a massive disaster, which would also be just her luck.