[Never sleeping more than a few hours here and there, Hei was used to claiming the night hours for his own. He was less used to sharing the skyline, but here, Hei almost expected it to be occupied. Even so, Hei slips his mask on over his face, hiding his face from the moonless sky as he walked across the roof.]
[If the pattern held true, the boy would ride past him, neither caring nor paying attention to his face. If it didn't, Hei was certain he'd be in for a fight. He almost welcomed it. It would make his ineptitude on the morrow even more believable, because he doubted Saber would accept anything less than his best.]
[And Hei... had no intention of giving it to her.]
[Smiling, Hei stopped mid-roof, practically right in the path of Agito as he rode on his AT. Challenge served.]