Someone's shin? His shin! "Hell--Ack!" That was Lorne's answer as he got beat with a stick. "If I wanted that kind of welcoming, I should have gone back to Pylea!" Because surely his mother would whack him with a stick as well.
He looked up at the person, and realised that said stick was actually a cane. A walking cane? Well, at least there was a little bit of a silver lining in his very rainy day. She wouldn't be able to see his green skin and freak out!
"Hello. Seems that I ran into your cane, Miss.." He trailed off, hoping that she'd supply him with a name.