A force hit Tumaini. He tilted, not catching himself until the last second so that he fell forward, landing on knees and hands instead of all sprawled out. For a second, he just sat there, dazed and wondering why the white stones of the courtyard sat half a foot from his face. Finally, he looked up to focus his eyes on another student. One more blink. "Ah....sorry..." he mumbled after a second, dropping his eyes back to the courtyard as he pulled himself up, brushing pants off and deciding that besides the slightest burn in his palms, he was uninjured. "My fault. Wasn't paying attention."

Once again, he inspected this other person in front of him. With purple hair, he seemed even more stand-out than Tumaini did with his darker skin and red hair, but then, every sort of person seemed to be here. The city below was hardly monotone either. He shoved his hands into his pockets and moved to shift past toward the meeting hall, though still not at any sort of hurried pace. "'Cuse me. The orientation..." Like the other guy didn't know he was headed that way. It was a stupid thing to say and even if the guy wanted to be friendly after this blunder, Tumaini didn't give him a chance. Even if he was here at a school among super people like him, he refused to make any close connections. It was just for the best for everyone.