That happened indeed. That was the first time Adrian had ever been forced to experience something like that, and hopefully was also the last. He didn't really meet anyone much that seemed like they wanted to be there, and even fewer people he had any interest talking to at all. The demon guy, though...he'd been a trip. Seeing as how it seemed like he split the joint as soon as they were let loose, though, he figured that was probably the last he'd see of him.

Still, he had a little while in this town yet before shipping off elsewhere. It had been a while since he'd spent so much time in a city in the first place, more used to spending his nights under the stars anymore. Well, he'd probably sleep on the roof of someone's house somewhere that evening, so it wouldn't be all that different.

Imagine his surprise when he rounded the corner and caught a glimpse of a familiar face that was currently being stuffed to the brim with french fries. He grinned to himself as he changed courses and started in Roman's direction, pushing his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

"Oi, give yourself time t'breathe why don'tcha?"