[color=6ecff6]"You're worrying too much."[/color] Joey finally let out after a good while of people-watching. It was almost disappointing to see no sign of their elusive skulk. There was a certain thrill to being followed, even if it presented a hint of danger. He eventually let out a sigh as his shoulders sank just a bit. [color=6ecff6]"Just a tyro hound, friend'a the kid, maybe."[/color] He mused, peering back to look the child over. More trouble than his worth so far, he couldn't help but think. Piper was who he drifted to next, naturally, but his expression softened for his companion. [color=6ecff6]"...Shaken off, I fig--" [/color]

Something moved behind her, dropping to the floor. The man's eyes widened as a thump on the cobbles confirmed it. He didn't have much trouble peering right over Piper's head, and he quickly made the guess where the familiarly-dressed figure had come from. Frustration grew as Piper stepped in front of the child that had lead them to this situation in the first place, he knew how she got. Sure, Joey was no monster, but if he had to pick one of the two to use as a human shield... Well, it wouldn't be Piper, that he was certain. If she was shielding the child, he had to step to shield her, and he tried to brush past the two of them, emboldened as the figure lowered her hood-- A woman, he thought. About his age. Young. She didn't look like a [i]complete[/i] crazed murderer.

He threw out a hand, fingers splayed, to gesture the woman to stop, but wouldn't let it actually near her arm's reach. [color=6ecff6]"Stop, stop! You're plenty close enough."[/color] He shifted on his feet. His hand stayed extended. Piper's final question was damned agreeable. [color=6ecff6]"It'd better be a good answer-- The fuck're you doing, prancing on the roofs?"[/color] He gave the darkly-clad woman a furrowed-brow stare, hoping she could keep her distance. He was confident in the bluff of innocence.

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