[You're lucky he's gotten over the worst of his paranoia. He's still not taking off his mask, maybe part of him assuming they're going to meet there and go elsewhere - another part reminding him that there's no one to hide from here. It seems like anyone who'd matter already knows whom he is, but at the same time...
At the same time, the (ex-)vigilante that slips in stays to the walls out of habit, moving with a subtle fluidity that comes with needing to stay unnoticed. At least, until he cares to be seen and to (usually) scare the shit out of someone. He's no Reaper, but when you learn this out of necessity, you tend to get decent at it.
Upon seeing Ana, though...he swallows down a bittersweet feeling, an unseen shade of pink coloring his crystal further. Shoving it all back down for the moment, he follows her lead, taking a seat and trying not to feel...
Exposed? Uncomfortable. This sort of public causality isn't him, not anymore. Even so...]
A week, huh.
[Took you that long to track him down, or to realize he was here?]
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At the same time, the (ex-)vigilante that slips in stays to the walls out of habit, moving with a subtle fluidity that comes with needing to stay unnoticed. At least, until he cares to be seen and to (usually) scare the shit out of someone. He's no Reaper, but when you learn this out of necessity, you tend to get decent at it.
Upon seeing Ana, though...he swallows down a bittersweet feeling, an unseen shade of pink coloring his crystal further. Shoving it all back down for the moment, he follows her lead, taking a seat and trying not to feel...
Exposed? Uncomfortable. This sort of public causality isn't him, not anymore. Even so...]
A week, huh.
[Took you that long to track him down, or to realize he was here?]