[Ralph offers an apologetic nod, but at least it's not something that is unfixable. He fishes his own from one of his pockets, going through a few before he locates it.]

Ralph has an idea, possibly somewhere near the market but...yes. Ralph planned to do the latter. Though exploring is a better word, isn't it?

[His eyes dart around quickly to take in and note their current location. Just in case. Ralph his prone to distraction, and may lose track of himself.]