Trust and Respect

Foster walked through the alleyways. Of course, with his outfit, he quickly became an object of attention to whoever he passed by.

"Oi, you there. In the wrong part of town, ain't we?" A random thug pointed out with a grin, trying to look tough in front of the others around him. Foster looked at him, evaluating him with a few glances. He did have a pretty strong build, but that didn't mean that he was actually all that strong compared to Foster. He himself had become much stronger in the past few weeks, after all, "I'm right where I want to be." He replied bluntly. The thug glared at him, walking forward with his chest pressed out. He seemed around the same height as Foster, even if he was taller right now because he was trying to appear as such to seem tougher.