Seeing someone who got swatted with a purse gave him something to focus on. John moved in that direction to see if he and the woman who had hit him were okay. The woman had stalked off muttering under her breath so he assumed she was fine.
"Are you okay? Why did she hit you?" To him the young man was understandable, not that he knew why or that it was a problem for other people. "You sound like you might be in the same boat I am with the memory thing."