You feel a strange presence behind you, stopping underneath a streetlight. You see Hawks staring at you, it's clear that he's completely focused on you, attention unwavering. You got a bad feeling as he nears you, the tension thick and tangible. He finally stops right in front of you to speak.

"You shouldn't be out this late, you could get hurt..." His words sound like a warning, a chill going down your spine as he stands uncomfortably close, glaring down at you like you were food.