[Devero may not know Demyx well but he can certainly recognize him as another Voidtrecker, as well as recognize the beckoning crook of a finger. He follows him, head down and hands in the pockets of his coat-- just a schmo on his way to nowhere special, don't mind him, local citizens. A couple of mismatched drones float in his wake, little electronic attendants bobbing along, don't mind them either...
Except that as soon as he's around that corner, he dispatches them both with movements of his fingers, setting them as sentries on either end of this narrow walkway between two buildings.]
Street Walking
Except that as soon as he's around that corner, he dispatches them both with movements of his fingers, setting them as sentries on either end of this narrow walkway between two buildings.]
It's Demyx, right? What've you got?