Grimm stood there for a moment not looking at the man (who he assumes is the mayor), just long enough for the smile on the man’s face to waver. He then turned and said with a somewhat annoyed expression, “My purposes are my own. Rest assured that I mean no harm to you or this city.” The man looked taken aback by the intensity with which Grimm spoke. “I mean no offense good sir, but your response seems a bit rude.” Grimm grabbed the man by the front of his shirt and got up right in his face, speaking these words forcefully and clearly. “I.. Don’t.. Care.” Grimm let go of the man’s shirt and stepped back. The man patted his shirt back down, but didn’t say anything else, he looked a little scared. Grimm said “I don’t want to hear anything else from you. I don’t want to be here, and if you want me to leave, then make sure nobody in this city gets in the way of what I have to do.” Grimm stood there for a few more seconds, and watched as the man opened his mouth to say something, then thought better of it. Grimm turned sharply, and walked into the city.
