Shane blinks, mentally shaking away the memories. The guy he almost ran over is talking to him.
"I'm-I'm fine," Shane stutters out. "I was spacing. Sorry." The guy isn't giving him a worried look anymore, thank goodness.
Shane has been worrying about how the staff would react to him being there. Some people were fine with having someone follow them around with a camera, others not so much. This guy seems to be okay with it.
Shane smiles and holds his hand out to shake. "I'm Shane."