He was looking for something--- or perhaps... Someone. It was hard to decipher which, but it was clear he might have a purpose. You know, more of a purpose than just being out and about planning what he could steal next. What had real worth here? Who was a terrible person that he could slowly rip off till they had nothing left? But. He wasn’t out here tonight for that at all. In fact, it seems he may have given up looking for whatever he was on the prowl for, instead opting to find his way back home, a bad of something tucked under his arm.
Red eyes were careful to scan the area as he walked, it was going to get late soon and one could never be too sure what was going to happen. And really, he just wanted to get home and eat the food he’s got in his arms. A quick walk past the park he could be on his way back to the proper district. But...
He stops. Normally, someone on a park bench, a stranger of all people, wouldn’t catch his attention. But something just... Felt off. He could have just been on his way, no cares in the world. Oh, curse himself for being this way. He doesn’t think much, he doesn’t seem to do that much before acting, and instead sits down on the free portion of the bench, sitting in silence for a moment before moving, holding out the bag of food he had gotten to go. “Hungry?”