Chip was walking home from his latest shift on the wall - an overnighter, so everyone was probably headed to breakfast, he guessed. He himself wasn’t hungry, though, and all he wanted to do was go home and sleep - and not necessarily out of simple exhaustion. When he bumped into someone, then, it caught him unaware, and he blinked and took a moment before speaking, words a bumbled mess.
“Wow, sorry, I’m - man, I didn’t mean hit your or something - were you looking for one of the other guards or something? I mean, sorry.”