Barrow Fields Guess I haven't been very lucky at love.

He hadn't anticipated wandering across someone. He'd thought he'd be quite, be alone for a bit, but he found the woman and stopped almost dumbly in his tracks. "Oh, hello." He offered it a bit lamely, a small smile chasing the words a few seconds too slow to be genuine and from his emotions and not just because he knew he needed to be friendly. 

"Didn't mean to interrupt you," He said, gesturing around the area - he didn't know what she was up to, but, it didn't seem like she was necessarily any happier than he was.