His head hurts. Yoshio had climbed down from his spot in between the planters after the fireworks had ceased, thinking maybe it was best he find somewhere he could get a bottle of water before he went home. He wasn't really paying attention to his surroundings -- and so when someone bowls him right over his first thought is 'why wasn't I watching where I was going', rather than wondering why the other person wasn't watching where they were going.

"Oh, sorry --"

He blinks, reaching forward to support the stranger, and then realizes as he's apologizing just who it is that ran into him.

"Michi?"