Itsuomi walked quietly through the streets of Tokyo, hands in his pockets. He was looking around and didn't see you coming and you crashed into him without intending to do so.

He apologizes in Japanese but it’s only when he hears you muttering in your native language that he notices that you’re not from here. Not Japanese at all.

He sees you completely embarrassed, not knowing what to answer.

"Can I help you?" He asks in English and your face lights up. Finally someone you can talk to.