“Need to step up my game. That’s means more practice. Perhaps I should ask the Staff for a trainer.” The former heiress muttered to herself as she turned the next corner. Suddenly she nearly run into a young technician. Embarrassed Carina bowed her head and said in passable Japanese.
Raising both hands the young man with nervous chuckle replied. “Sore wa kekkōdesu. Shinpaishinaide.”
Both nodded and went on their separate ways. Shaking her head at the near accident Carina opened a door to one of the locker rooms.