Observably Puzzling

He strides with a purposeful air of
confidence, swooping long legs over
the terrain meant for such locomotion, 
his manner a tight grip on indifference
brusquely untainted by social graces
that might dictate he casually address
the appearance of others. It seems more
than obvious that the presence of the
petite woman happy to spread the
largess of her kindly personality has
done nothing to sweeten his own. She 
on the other hand, follows him adoringly
as though fulfilling the role of a medieval
paid retainer to follow in the footsteps
of a nobleman. That he is a man is beyond
denial, that there lingers an aura of
nobility does have a certain deniability.
Which leads one to wonder how it is
that nature seems to have a particular
flair for pairing such diverse types, the
fellow pumping his legs with such fervour
to swiftly distance him from distasteful
communion with others, the woman
dutifully tripling her outsize treads to
match his progress, her manner tinged
with an implied regret aimed at passersby
yet plumped with pride this is her man.