He travels above the overpass as she travels below it. He feels that his movements today have been aimless and distracted, but he distantly excuses it as him just resettling in on Earth. He technically has been given orders to find her again. It's just that it was almost certainly intended to end with someone dying.
But he doesn't really want to kill her, and he excuses the idea for now. There is plenty of time for that kind of thing, really. Plenty of time that isn't right now, where he allows himself to just follow and watch her at a calm pace as he allows himself to think things over.
His thoughts can't manage to get very far, as usual. But at least he's allowing himself to try.
He's more visibly dressed for stealth this time, with the same black and red outlined body suit, and now a smaller hood that's just meant to cover his head. It's almost relaxing, doing this. She's not so far away that things feel out of his hands, but not so close that he's forced to engage.
He lingers on the concrete up above. He thinks for a moment that he should leave, but doesn't.
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But he doesn't really want to kill her, and he excuses the idea for now. There is plenty of time for that kind of thing, really. Plenty of time that isn't right now, where he allows himself to just follow and watch her at a calm pace as he allows himself to think things over.
His thoughts can't manage to get very far, as usual. But at least he's allowing himself to try.
He's more visibly dressed for stealth this time, with the same black and red outlined body suit, and now a smaller hood that's just meant to cover his head. It's almost relaxing, doing this. She's not so far away that things feel out of his hands, but not so close that he's forced to engage.
He lingers on the concrete up above. He thinks for a moment that he should leave, but doesn't.