A lone figure watched from a rooftop, his face hidden by the white cloak he wore, the cloak's crimson trimming making it seem like a snake with its undulating movements as the wind blew He hopped down, his paws and cybernetic left leg allowing him to do so, and walked over to JT, his vambraces gleaming in the light "Who is Kovich?" he spoke quietly, but his voice had a distinct mix of boyishness, regality, and depression, borne of his background through the years