Samuel makes his way into an alleyway, kicking the concrete intentionally, and muttering to himself about his anger for these new “legacies.”. He observes the watch on his left wrist.
S: Nearly nighttime. Better get there soon.
He then looks towards his right hand , which holds his signature grey metal rod. He clenches it tightly as he looks at it.
He stops and looks at the building he was currently facing. Extra’s. The same shop that was burgled not too long ago, and the same one where he served justice to the criminals.
He casually opens the door into the store, where he hears a jingle , accompanied by a voice.
Shopkeep: Ay, Sammy!
S: Hey, boss. I’m in here again.
Elizabeth looks at Daniel, then back at Rito.
E: I-I don’t know… You guys are nice but…
E: I’m not the decision-maker person. I kinda just go with the flow.
She chuckles, but it seems slightly forced.