[It takes two to tango, as they say, and two people to bump into one another: by the time he realizes she wasn't going to make a move to avoid him--gait increasing even, by a little bit--it was too late to duck and their shoulders ended up grazing.
His breath hitches slightly and he turns to face her. He means to say something: excuse himself, or give her shit for not looking where she was going.
A response still comes out at length, but the killer look on her face causes Pickles to falter, and then lift an eyebrow.] Hh-uhh...sorry?
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His breath hitches slightly and he turns to face her. He means to say something: excuse himself, or give her shit for not looking where she was going.
A response still comes out at length, but the killer look on her face causes Pickles to falter, and then lift an eyebrow.] Hh-uhh...sorry?