( Despite being far too inhuman to feel the cold, Hunter wears a jacket out on his usual perusal of the city. It's somewhat of a fashion statement, in that it's the only bit of fashion sense Hunter has. And he really only has it because people keep getting him jackets. Not that he's complaining, but credit for his fashion does belong elsewhere. Today's credit goes to Jace, the parabatai of his now vanished twin. It's a little bit of an homage to both men.
He's on his way back home, though in no rush. He's just out to see if anything interesting crops up. If there's any need for him somewhere. Or maybe not a need, but something he can help with. So he's not in a hurry to rush home.
Though maybe he can find some use finally.
He approaches the car, glancing back at another figure in the road. He's not sure if the other person is approaching too, but he taps gently on the window. He does so in a way that he hopes doesn't scare the poor woman. )
Everything all right, ma'am? ( His voice is nearly dripping with genuine concern, having just witnessed Delilah slapping the wheel of the car. She seems familiar, at least in passing... but it's hard to tell between the window and the bundling. )
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He's on his way back home, though in no rush. He's just out to see if anything interesting crops up. If there's any need for him somewhere. Or maybe not a need, but something he can help with. So he's not in a hurry to rush home.
Though maybe he can find some use finally.
He approaches the car, glancing back at another figure in the road. He's not sure if the other person is approaching too, but he taps gently on the window. He does so in a way that he hopes doesn't scare the poor woman. )
Everything all right, ma'am? ( His voice is nearly dripping with genuine concern, having just witnessed Delilah slapping the wheel of the car. She seems familiar, at least in passing... but it's hard to tell between the window and the bundling. )