Austin turns to face Jim, when he calls out to him. And he laughs slightly. "Not sure man. I have been to too many of these events, and despite all the people protesting, it doesn't change things."

He glances back to city hall. "It would be better if we could actual change things. Actually make a difference."

In the alleyway, Hunter reads Jim's text, and just sighs to himself. All he can do is lurk in the alleyway until the coast is clear. It feels all too familiar.