"Are you kidding m—" He internally cussed with a half pissed off smile, holding back and downing the frustration into the depths of his gut, and making a dash for it, using his resonance ability to create mists in the shape of him to sidetrack the patrollers, evading with swift ease and elusive movement.

Ugh. He couldn't believe that he slipped up and failed this simple, so very simple task of illusion, and bargain, which was his main thing, skilled in trickery and scamming people.

So deep into his thoughts, he continued running on auto, unknowing to the figure who he was about to collide.

"Fuck," oops. He didn't mean to swear, having trained his tongue from slipping up around his kid colleague. He was all over the place today, troubled for some unknown reason.

"I'm so sorry, that was completely my fault."