Search and Rescue

The man glances up at Louis. He looks to be in his late thirties or early forties, fairly tall with an athletic build. While most of his face is hidden by his hood and the high angle, Louis spots a dark goatee and bright blue eyes.

“Not workin’ kid,” he replies, sticking his hands in the pockets of his jacket. “I was just passin’ by and thought I’d help you out.”
"I see. So you're one of those 'everyday hero' types then?" Redline questions the good samaritan with a smile.

"Most people would've started running after watching that demon barrel down the road but here you are lending a helping hand. Not that I'm complaining." He shrugs.