[Espy]

HAYATE

"...As if I'm not easily identifiable anyways," the "police property" pointed out, trying his best to procure a flame without getting a burnt bloody mess over the lighter. "Erm...sorry about leaving bits of my DNA on that thing." He tossed it back to Jayden, walked a few paces away, and sat down, back and reddened shoulders cooled by the concrete wall.

Didn't I quit months ago? ...Oh well.