action
[Out of reflex, she quick-stepped back before the stranger's hand could fall upon her shoulder, gaze flicking to their surroundings before back to him, wary.]
Sorry sir. [How would she explain? She wouldn't admit that she was a newcomer, that was often just like painting a target on one's back for any unpleasant people, and she didn't know where this man fell.] I wasn't looking where I was going.