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Today I got to meet a mother and child in the Nexus. It was nice and the conversation I had with the mother had me reflect a little on my past. I wish there was more I could share of it with some people but I can't quite bring myself to.

Then there was that other person. It was most disturbing to talk to him. I think I must have a good poker face or I really wasn't bothered by his nature at the time.

He's from Gotham too. Or a Gotham. I should take care in case he fixates on people who don't appear to be bothered by him.

When did trusting people first turn into mild paranoia first?