[He still doesn't fire, falling back on the unnerving stillness and patience that had come with being an acclaimed sniper. He keeps his aim on them, even as Irene weaves around the pedestrian. For some reason, he's reminded of Barcelona and Hong Kong and Miami all at once, cities with their neon-colored lights and fast cars and traffic rules that were made to broken even though London is far too straitlaced when compared to them.]
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[He still doesn't fire, falling back on the unnerving stillness and patience that had come with being an acclaimed sniper. He keeps his aim on them, even as Irene weaves around the pedestrian. For some reason, he's reminded of Barcelona and Hong Kong and Miami all at once, cities with their neon-colored lights and fast cars and traffic rules that were made to broken even though London is far too straitlaced when compared to them.]
When you can, brake hard and make a sharp left.