Her arm dropped as he whispered an apology, her head shaking wildly in response; It was the man who deserved an apology, not her. She felt horrible about knocking him over, and the inability to do anything to apologize made it worse. What could she do? She had no money, and he didn't exactly seem like the social type.. not that she had much to offer in that category, either. Despite her best attempts at racking her brain, she couldn't think of any decent way of making amends, and sooner or later gave up, letting her head hang in silence as he walked away, a saddened frown on her face. After waiting a moment, she looked up at him one last time, more or less forgetting the people standing behind her, and wondered where he could be headed that was so important.