Obviously the guy knew Lex. That was good. Only not. As soon as the guy leaped forward, Drake darted into the trajectory path and tackled the guy to the ground, careful to pin the guy's arms above his head and straddle his waist after rolling around to get the upper hand.
"So," he asked, turning to Lex. "Want to help escort him to Ringwyrm?" He wasn't sure what else to do except turn him in to the EKP, and Ringwyrm was the closest hall to where they were. Getting the guy off the roof was going to be a bit of a problem, but Drake figured that they'd work it out. Somehow. "Also," he added as the guy struggled underneath him - weak and didn't know how to break a simple hold. Drake's mentor would have tossed him in the desert - "how do you know this guy?"