The risk of running into someone unintentionally was relatively love for Evie. There was far fewer people than she was used to and the whole waking up in a fountain somewhere not India had been a bit of a tip to be on high alert. Still, as much as she would cringe to admit, it was a shade overwhelming. And someone bumping into her was a closer miss than she'd like.

Still there was no actual bump, which meant they weren't a pick pocket. Did they have pick pockets here? Everywhere had pick pockets, it just seemed to be as natural as the sun or air. Not that there was anything particularly natural about the whole situation.

He seemed almost shocked at it and Evie finds an eyebrow raised in surprise. "No harm done." she answers, taking note of the stranger.