"It's fine. I'm fine." she said low and slow, but didn't meet his eyes at first. "I survived... i didn't mean to... bump into you. I was woolgathering, I'm afraid." she continued. It was true enough. She was pretty, though not a classic beauty, with big brown eyes that were normally so filled with life. But today they were filled with something else... guard. She was guarded as she looked at him, pressing herself hard against the building.