<color=darkred>Cirque stared as the man who he had assumed dead rose from the destroyed building, tossing a large chunk at the man who had offered him refuge in a mansion, and then as Oliver brought Jason up into the sky with a golden light. He had half a mind to just walk away, right then and there. Maybe try and cash some checks before the banks realized the man supposedly making them was dead.
He chose not to.
<color=darkred>Well, the mansion sounds nice, and I could get a chance to give the jerk who did this a piece of my mind..., he thought. Sighing, he put his mask back on, activated his 'follow' thought bubble that appeared to him, and put on the strange sandals that popped into his hands.
"I would prefer it if you would let GO of the dragon man before I have to get rough!" He said, only now realizing that jumping high probably isn't the best way to talk to people who were steadily floating away.