[He's trying to be discreet, with his (bright purple, stripey, adorable cat-eared) hoodie pulled up over his head to hide the suspicious eyepatch covering the left side of his face. No one really notices him anyway, so all he has to do is blend in with the Near Shore people.

... Except he keeps bumping into things. Which, normally, is only a momentary annoyance, but this time the person actually responds to his presence instead of moving on like nothing happened. He stares at her for a second before it clicks. Ah, it's that leaf-eating girl.

Add scowls and then quickly brings a hand up to his face to cover the eyepatch.]

If you're so damn sorry about it, then maybe you should watch where you're going instead of burying your nose in a book! What are you, stupid?