Landy immediately finds herself backing up just as gracefully and forcibly as she had been walking just moments ago. She isn't quite sure just who or what she bumped into and even upon looking down at the little stringbean, she still isn't quite so sure what she is or why she is so high strung.

The older woman just internally sighs. This place is filled with everything interesting. By interesting? Nothing like anything she's ever had the fortune (misfortune, in some cases) of experiencing. Of course, the lack of paperwork wasn't a terrible thing and she was overdue for a vacation, but of course not knowing just how or when or if she could even leave this place - she was forced into a taking a job and speaking of which - she had little time to spare on this, she should probably be on her way.

"Pardon me. I wasn't watching where I was going."

Sometimes it was a bit easier and worked to one's advantage to just admit the fault. Not that Landy sounds all that sincere about it either, but that's another story for another time. Of course, this woman is going to also wonder how her normally keen sight managed to miss this.

A slight sarcastic barb of "Note to self, keep an eye out for green children," started to form within her head.

"Excuse me, I am running late."