Just because they'd made landfall didn't mean life's little circles board the turtle didn't continue on. And Robert had placed himself in enough of them to still walk through the Sectors from time to time, though...the city was so small, he may as well have found the excuse to do so, anyway.

Unlike last year, he avoided the heights. The mask and microbots were stored carefully away, only occasionally - rarely - uncovered to ensure they were in working order. Just in case...just in case...if, if, if...

Paranoia whispered at the back of his mind, almost distracting him from the fact that there was a man dropping from a tree only a few feet ahead of him. 'Almost' being the key word; Robert took a step back, blinking in surprise as he took in the - human, he thought, or a kedan dressing as one - form. "Careful, there-!"