@vindicain asked: what did you think was gonna happen? morbid curiosity prompts (accepting)
"Kinda what I just - saw." It came out low with a seesaw nod on 'just' then 'saw'. Punctuated.
Mobius stands beside Cain and the crowd dissolves in hushed murmurs, people chatting by unaware, both of them invisible. There's the news flashing on a screen about an assault-turned-mugging; a man pummeled on the street with onlookers watching on, no one stopping to help. Not rare. What do they call it? The bystander effect. Not that Mobius could do anything, either. He can't disrupt history.
"Most people… you know- They see trouble, they head for the hills," he starts, flipping his palm upwards as he explains. He turns half around from a vending machine and had been eyeing a Pepsi. "And I thought—for a fleeting moment, and let's call it intuition—maybe you'd do something different."
