You perched on the edge of a rooftop, looking over the city: hundreds of feet in the air, cool breeze biting at your skin as you peered out across the blinking lights of the buildings surrounding you, light feet came to rest on the slate behind you, and you sighed with a smile. As if pursuing you the entire night hadn’t been sufficiently tiring, now Hawks was gloating like a bird preening its feathers, watching you analyse the sheer drop below you.

“You finally had enough?”