[center][b]4:49, November 19th 2019
Sisters of Mercy Women's Shelter; Hub City, Illinois[/b]

"Hunh. Lady in Red. Makes sense, I suppose." The faceless vigilante said, reaching into his pocket to pull out a sugar cube and unwrap it. He did so, pulling his mask above his mouth to pop it in, before pulling the mask back down and munching on it, savoring the sweetness. "You're doing good job. Seen you intervene in three different crimes over last week. Powerful, but lack refinement in technique." He added the last part almost absentmindedly, crossing his arms.

"Seem young, naive, so figured just warn you: be careful. City can and will chew you up and spit you back out if impulsive. If doesn't kill you, will break you mentally." A hint of venom could be heard in Question's normally monotone voice as he shifted his body almost unconsciously, a shudder running down his spine. "Just giving warning. Don't want to go out one night and find your corpse." He paused, as if noticing something. "Also, might want to invest in a mask. Keeps identity concealed."

With that, he went silent for a moment, then asked: "Any questions?"[/center]