They looked lost which way to go. First they looked at their tickets and then looked at the direction. I thought I could do something for them, so I walked toward them. At that moment, one of them decided to climb the stairs. When I saw it, I moved toward the exit. But then, they came down the stairs again. I changed the direction to help them.
He ran so fast that I couldn’t catch him up. Actually, I didn’t run at all. I didn’t want to show that I was eager to help them. It is funny that I want to help them but don’t want to show it at the same time. In my opinion, that is the feeling of the most Japanese feel if they are in my position. Is it strange???