[Straywolf]

Makoto sighed. Keep cool. I could use his rather...irritable attitude against him. She vaulted over the fence and followed the white-haired man.

"I-I'd rather not get...yeah. I'll follow you, I guess."

Makoto followed the man, keeping a three-foot gap between her and the man.
I'll put a few bullets into his leg, and maybe in his hands too.