Left.
Right.
Left.
"Fuck off out my way," he muttered.
"I'm sorry," I replied. "My powers are growing year by year. One day they will mature, and then I will indeed be able to move through solid objects, but until that time, I'm afraid that you and I are going to have to work out how to walk around each other. Don't panic, though; I'm told that human beings have been doing it for centuries without difficulty."
He looked at me askance and shuffled off.
That's a great word, "
askance". I think I shall make it happen more often.