Reggie ate away at his meal; he was enjoying it very much. Once his plate was empty, Reggie went to pick up his bag of coins again, when he had heard a voice behind him. "Ideed what a time to be alive" is what the voice said. Reggie, stunned, had his mechanical arms burst out from within his coat, but as he turned to face the source of the voice, his fear went away. The mechanical apendages has gone from combat-ready stiff to sort of floating there as Reggie saw that the person behind him was none other than that figure who killed Eearl Lightfeather at the ball. Reggie seemed rather shocked that of all people, this executioner would visit [i]him[/i], but Reggie knew that he wasn't there to kill Reggie; at least that's what he hoped.

Now that the figure was there, Reggie could get a closer look at it, allowing Reggie to identify the figure as a male. He looked a lot more intimidating up close, and also seemed very calm. Reggie wondered how he had entered his house without making a noise, but realized that this wasn't the time to ask questions like that. Suddenly, the man continued speaking: "You were at the party, I saw you watching me, you didn't seem repulsed like the others, why?" To this Reggie grinned, he grinned because he had gained the attention of the man whom he now saw as something of a hero, but, not only that, he also saw this vigilante as a chance. 

[b]"Why be repulsed?"[/b] started Reggie, turning to face the figure completely, [b]"You are help to us and you can help take their power and give to all the rest of people"[/b] he finished, still struggling with speaking clearly, but he hoped that the figure understood him. Reggie stood up slowly, as to not come across as someone who wanted a fight with this man, and picked up his things to return them to his coat. Once everything was back in Reggie's coat, the boy went to speak again to the figure. [b]"My name: Reggie, yours?"[/b] asked the boy. He was very frustrated that he wanted to help this figure and wanted power to shift to the people but he didn't know how to word it; stil, Reggie looked at the figure, his mechanical arms still out.