It must have come as a bit of a surprise to hear the deep voice casually pop up behind him. Pulse wasn’t hard to track, not from the skies at least.
“Why?” Iosif leaned on the arm of the couch as he spoke. “Surely you don’t think another robot-man is going to come in here, do you?”
“Stay here.” Elias slipped the cloth over his mouth and went back out into the street.