"Hmmm? That is it?" He asked, with raised eyebrow in curiosity. He had heard of stories where reapers are actually sometimes sent to execute the words of fate and forcibly deal with individuals who resist fate.' Guess those were fake...' He thought, throwing a look at the reaper just standing there.

 "Ahmmm so what now? You simply going to hang around me and wait for whatever your boss knows should be my death happens?" Sol asked, raising from his sitting position and stretching his arms.

 "Well... I'm thinking of having a drink... do you want one too?" He asked, walking over the edge of the building, preparing to jump down into the darkness of the abandoned construction site.