Blade, despite how he presented himself to be this intimidating guy was rather...

“Sorry.” He muttered quickly upon bumping into you, in-turn dropping your crafted word unto the ground. Blade didn't even try to help and without hesitation, he walked past awkwardly and rather stiffly.

...Well, a bit of a social recluse.

Blade hid himself further by pulling his beanie down in utter distress at what he had done, ‘Shit, why did I do that...? Please don't yell at me...’