You know, most of the time Oz could pride himself in the fact that he was pretty good at doing things like not walking into other people. But it seemed that today wasn't going to be one of those prideful days, because while distracted by a building that he wasn't so sure about, he ended up bumping into someone. Granted, he could always use the excuse that in Tibet, there aren't quite so many people that you have to watch for when out walking around, but hey. Oz never really made excuses for himself. Usually he just accepted it and moved on.
"Sorry," he said simply, his eyes quickly moving to check the person he'd bumped into, hoping they weren't going to be too angry or anything. Because if they tried to start a fight or something, Oz may be pretty mild mannered most of the time, but he did have a certain breaking point, and that breaking point was what would set off his shifting. No one wanted that to happen, especially not on a busy street like this. "Wasn't watching where I was going. You alright?"