Dylan continued his walk after hastily leaving Remi, contemplating his actions. He was caught off guard holding this unexpected conversation and even more so when Remi figured him out. He tucked the newspaper away even more so at the thought, he didn't need more nosy strangers busting into his personal life. He kept his head low and his pace fast as he walked through a not quite at kind part of town, briefly considering how long the much too friendly stranger Remi would last here. Not long, he concluded, he didn't seem at all like a fighter, much to friendly and perhaps a bit self absorbed. Not to mention a bit clumsy it seemed, not only bumping into him but nearly scrapping his hand with a wall countless times with his animated and wild hand gestures. Someone grabbed Dylan by the back of his shirt and harshly yanked him into an alleyway.
"Give me all ya money, now" the man growled, only receiving a questioning look from Dylan, who didn't grace him with a reply. Dylan was shoved to a wall abruptly, but managed to recover and not allowing himself to be pinned.
"And if I don't?" Dylan tilted him head in mockery, taking his sweet time pulling off his yellow gloves by one finger.
"I'll make you regret it" the overly cocky man smirked darkly as he stalked ever closed, completely unaware of who he was dealing with. At this point, the mugger was backing Dylan deeper into the abandoned alleyway.
"Oh, will you? Hm..." he peeled off both his gloves at this point, slowly cracking his knuckles while a dark grin slowly creeped onto his face "I don't believe that's true. But as a liar speaking to a liar, perhaps that makes me a hypocrite." He brushed his bangs out of his face, revealing a heavily burned half and his eyes now beginning to glow, bright in contrast to the darkness of the alley. "I'd almost feel bad for you, if you weren't just threatening to mug me"

Remi yawned and collapsed onto his bed, significantly more tired now after that much longer then expected walk. He had already showed and dressed into more comfortable clothes, resting his shades in the nightstand on his not blind side. He spawned out on the bed, staring up at the glow in the dark Stars he had stuck up there. He was careful to find ones he could peel down later if needed, resulting in the occasional star to fall early on. They glowed a dull green, not having got the stance to absorb much light quite yet due to Remi's skewed sleep schedule. He considered texting Dylan, his possible future roommate, but texting him so quickly may make him seem clingy, ugh. He didn't need that, he wasn't dome desperate damsel in distress. He'd leave him hanging for a few hours, then he'd check in. Yes, perfect, a plan for success for sure. That is, assuming he accurately assessed this guy. He seemed nice enough, a bit cold but maybe he was just shy. Remi rolled to his non injured side and closed his eyes, waiting for ever so blissful sleep.