Oh, no, he definitely doesn't stay in any kind of corner. Ordinarily he wouldn't notice Marie, but when someone is desperately trying to avoid eye contact, it's hard not to.

Eventually he makes his way over to where she's sitting, weaving only a little. He is very bold, indeed, pulling up a chair and sitting on it, regarding her with what he can only hope is a friendly smile, though he can't entirely be sure, now.

"I noticed," he said, "that you're trying very hard... not to look at me." He tilts his head. "Is something wrong?"