if he were not a shadowhunter , tessa thought , he would have fal en , and badly , but as it was , he simply landed lightly on his feet and began to run , pushing his way among the crowding porters , the commuters , the gentility traveling north for the weekend with their massive trunks and hunting hounds on leashes , the newspaper boys and pickpockets and costermongers and all the other human traffic of the grand station .