I saw and heard him...and there was a part of me that wanted to stand ten feet tall and go 'damn right, she's in good hands.'  Hell, I was pretty sure I felt my tail go straight in outright pride, puffing myself up a little bit more than I was used to normally.  We reached the destination that Junior had in mind, and then I broke off from him, doing my best to keep from sightline, before I climbed up the building our follower was on - I didn't even know<em>how</em>I was doing it, I just<em>was</em>.  I wanted to move along the side of the building, Spider-Man style, until the last possible moment and then spring out and grab our man.<br/><br/>Hell, if I had<em>really</em>wanted to scare him, I could just get to where he was, grab him by the clothes, and then dangle him off the side of the building like Batman, understanding that I wasn't going to be doing any of the falling today.