[Ah, so he was on the mark with that guess. 76 had gotten attached, hmm? That was pertinent information, which meant he was already thinking about how he could drag the identity of said individual out into the open.

He noted the shadows, how the deepened even in this shadowed alley way, and his eyes narrowed behind his mask. Worried and out of control still? That's how buildings fell on people if history had anything to say about such reactions. He was unmoved by the display physically, standing his ground.] Someone younger, probably male... did they mess you up or did you do that to yourself?

[He took a step, moving to be out of the way of the shadows that were surrounding 76.]

You're like a street dog snarling and snapping. Corner you enough... and I bet you'll even bite.