Laura took cautious steps closer and eventually she could make out that it was indeed the man from the coffee shop. She was about to open her mouth to a greeting, but frowned instead wondering what he was up to, standing there like that alone looking so concentrated and distressed. What was he up to? More importantly, what the hell was that thing about him that she just couldn't name? It wasn't a dicease or anything like that, it came from deeper within the man.