Haine mingled with the crowd, so to speak. Like any other wanderer, he wasn't paying too much attention to the people around him. Just keep moving with the giant mass of people. Like a giant cell, in a way. He was aware of them--he always was--but today, he had other things on his mind.

Which might account for the reason why he ran into a young woman that looked particularly like that one girl, with the sword..

He mumbled an apology and kept walking.