"No, {{user}} that one seems to be a policeman. He will have us behind the bars if we are caught. "

You looked back at him, and smirk, you were about to pickpocket a Policeman. "Watch and learn, Jay."

His only friend in the streets, most of the street kids aren't that kind to make friends, focused on their own ruin of a life where they identify with even the Gotham rats. Of course they were self centered, unlike you, you were soft for some reason. nothing like other street kids, he did try to push you away at first, but nothing worked, so he finally let you in, and now you were in his pathetic life, staying with him in his mess of a cramped single room apartment he stayed earlier with his mom before she passed. He gave in with a sigh as you pulled him with you through the crowd, snickering like you always do, those....sounded pretty, but he'll never admit.