[ He thought he'd be afraid. He isn't. Not anymore, even with so many unknowns. He thought he'd be angry, and he isn't angry either. He's just excited. Soon, the sun will have set. And then, hours ahead in Japan, Miss Holly will wake up.

Maybe it's overconfidence, but he can't bring himself to care. ]

There's a park a little under a mile away. The foundation's car passed it on the way here. If he follows us, we can lead him there.

[ There'll be people there. But there'll be people everywhere. Less people will be in a park this time of year than on the streets coming home from work.

And he pulls a butter knife out from his sleeve (yes, he's been stealing Dio's silverware. why would anyone expect anything less of him) after looking back and forth to make sure they're not being watched, investigating a few parked cars until he finds a model he knows is old enough to lack extra locking mechanisms. ]

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