Phaethon was enjoying figuring out a rhythm from jumping between buildings and getting to tall places. Sure, he was using it to look out for monsters, but the activity was nice, too. If he ran into Nyx again, he would have to show him what he'd been working on. Nothing impressive, no back-flips or anything, but Phaethon had managed to at least get a reliable handle on moving on and around buildings when ladders, stairwells, and emergency fire escapes weren't always handy. He was even building up the calluses for it, so his fingers didn't feel all raw and scratchy after a night of scurrying up a wall.
As much as he was enjoying the buildings and tall places, he decided to detour towards the park. He hadn't been to the park in a while. He'd seen some untoward things happening in parks before, energy-stealing and the like. Maybe there was that going on here, and maybe if there was, he could do something about it. He did not actually hold high hopes for himself in this manner, but being negative about it wasn't going to get him anywhere closer to being useful. And so, he dropped into the park from a tree overhanging the fence. After a quick look around, he began surveying the area.
...Was that someone on a bench? Remembering other encounters with other people like him, Phaethon was wary. But the person didn't... seem to be causing trouble?
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