Tyran's fingers twitch as he walks, anxious for trouble. Next thing he knows, a small slip of a child bumps into him from behind, staggering him a little. He blinks, visibly confused as she scootches past them, yelling out "Watch where I'm walking!" He stared at her for a few moments, wondering how the heck that made sense. A very quiet "Wait.." Suddenly he patted himself down quickly, focusing around his belt - ah. He squatted down slightly and moved forward quickly and quietly, moving to just behind her as she reaches a corner to freedom. He reached out a hand to grab the back of her clothing.