You found me
As he looked behind him he found himself in the presence of a young girl wearing a red hoodie. But, his blue eyes widened as he immediately recognized the girl's face. He knew her face anywhere, seeing the familiar yellow slit eyes and the tattoo under her left eye. Those features were something that he could never forget from his past memories. Although, he knew he couldn't give himself away, not wanting to deal with the consequences of that. "What are you doing out at this time of night kid?" He asked curiously, setting his hand off his holster. "It's way past your curfew." Despite his surprise at seeing an old friend, she was indeed different from what she was before. Something...dark and almost twisted surrounded her. It definitely made him worry. Fearing she was still a slave to The Saints.