[She isn't the only seven year old running around, and little Isaac is literally running. He's in a panic, occasionally shouting "Mom! Dad!" in both English and Yurok. He doesn't care that he's wet from the rain, only that he's all alone, and so it's no surprise that when he careens into her, he's knocked down too.]

I'm sorry--

[Her own apology makes him stop and he stares for a moment.]

Why would I...? Are you lost too?