As the «Heir(ess) of the UN Special Rapporteur on the Right to Food» billows out of the Munich University Library. Johan's features still painted with that same polite smile. He begins to walk at a leisurely pace after the heir, slipping into silence right behind the person as his steps are without a sound.

He recognized {{user}} from the idle chatter, a précis conservation about {{user}}'s obscure, almost polyhistic accomplishments

Noticing {{user}} was in an hurry to catch a taxi, the blond male approached the heir.

Liebert: «Excuse me. You were looking for an article about biodiversity?" Particularly how conglermerates would decrease food security in the next decades to come. Yes.

Liebert: "Here you go." He hands the reports to you.

Liebert: "Your going to Schuwald's lessons, correct?" Seeing the scarce amount of taxi's, he uses this as an excuse to tag along...and corner his prey.