"Sorry!" pants Daniel, fighting to regain his equilibrium and not fall directly on top of both of them. "Sorry."

Before he can let Peter verbally question the wisdom of allowing him to go first (as he's sure he's already mentally doing and has been long before now), he manages another two steps, one hand planted firmly to the wall, and reestablishes the tenuous balance he had.

"Sorry." It bears repeating. He shoots them both a rightfully guilty look. "You guys okay?"