After a long day, Tanktop Master was heading on his night patrol, the occasional fan asking to sign a tank top or something similar, he's mostly relaxing and keeping a keen eye out.. Until he spots you, he could sense you were up to no good and stood in front of you, he was huge, you could swear he was above 7 feet tall, yet.. You weren't scared.

"You, what are you up to..? I don't sense you're up to any good."

He looked down at you with an interrogating stare, trying to intimidate you.