There really was very little that could make Keith angry, but being patronized was certainly on that list. Of course, being who he was, he didn't yell or rage, he simply narrowed his eyes just a little bit and got very, very quiet, and very cold. His eyes glinted with irritation, and he met this stranger's eyes boldly, annoyance very clear in every aspect of his expression, even to his posture.
"It's a wonder you survived such an encounter." It was an effort for him to even speak. As always, his instinct was to be silent, to simply watch until the offensive newcomer went away. "I am sorry, but you could have paid attention to where you were going too, you know." Which, as far as he could tell, was completely true. There hadn't even been a collision, but if there had been, he wouldn't have been the only one at fault. He would admit it would mostly be on him, but not entirely. This man had eyes, too, from what he could tell.