Thinking the same thing
Elijah brought out his little notebook and pulled the pencil from his ear. He started to write down notes immediately.
"Green-haired, possibly an Altered. Too confident. What are they doing in a Tier-4 area? Are they from another gang?"
These notes were added to what he had previously written down.
"From the looks of things, it's clear that he's not from this city. But then, why would a higher city Altered come down here? There is only one answer for that: he must be part of a gang!" Elijah smiled to himself, grinning from ear to ear.
But if he wanted to get more information, he would have to try another approach. So he started to walk up to the green-haired teenager. He quickly crossed the road and, to act natural, made his way as if nothing had happened. The teenager was far too focused on the phone in his hand anyway.
"Hey, is everything all right? It looks like you've got a problem there," Elijah asked.