Saerian stubbed the cigarette out on the bottom of his shoe and then tossed it into a dumpster behind him.
Unsavory characters. Ooooh. This kid had no idea.
He chuckled at the suggestion of "police" escort home, and shook his head.
"I only stopped walking there because there was, y'know, a guy with a gun coming around the corner." He smiled at Riley, winningly. "I won't take up anymore of your time."
He raised his hand in a wave, and began to turn to continue on his merry way.
This kid was military, and he knew it. He could think of a few different installations he could be a member of. Hmmm. Life was going to get more interesting in York.