Cazali's lope slowed to a crawl when he spotted the bike out of his peripherals- it was sort of fuzzy, but the major details didn't completely escape him. He tilted his head up and towards the rider with curiosity, but didn't stop. For all his luck, anyone on a motorcycle might as well have been a Kamen Rider.

"Slowly but surely~" He shifted his shoulders, and stuck his thumbs in his pocket. "You got a reason to be concerned?"

was he being followed was this a herotype did they know who he was should he attack first-