"You ... What are you doing?" I asked as I round a corner to confront the one person who has been stalking me since a week ago after the fight between Mash and Able left me in the care of the infirmary with a stomach wound. It was odd, truely. I had been feeling eyes on me since a long while ago, but only now has this person been blatant. I was just surprised to see that it was you. "Have you ... been following me?"