Sep 11, 2019
@dj-firebxll || cont.
He’d opted out on crossing his arms, letting his hands find their way into coat pockets instead. Eyes had found their way to the young girl, hardly bothered by the fact of who she was and how she fell more onto the hero alignment.
“Oh, sorry. My bad.” It was an apology laced in sarcasm. “I am aware of who you are.” He’d seen her before during the few times he’d actually stepped foot into the plaza. And there’d been the times he’d overlooked the plaza to watch a fight with his partner.
“And being aware of your person- do you expect me to have a change of heart towards you?”