Styrm smiled and nodded. "Aye, ye'll see me tomorrow. 'Til then, Jozzie," he closed with a wave and then hopped out the window. Instead of climbing over to the level above, he descended to the alley below and walked out into the wider street in front of the building. He paused and looked around, sniffing at the air, hunger, thirst, and indecision driving and holding him.
"Hm..."
"Hm..."