Shiro had to practice a whole lot to get over the fear of falling. He had to teach himself he'd always have something to catch him, as long as there were those weird ghost particles around. And there always were. He's still not as comfortable way up here than he is on the ground, but at least he can do it.

Shiro blinks, startling a bit at the crash of the streetlight. But then there's another person on the roof next to him. Someone who's voice he recognizes.

"Well, well, well," Shiro says quietly, "Look what the cat dragged in. That was a nice trick. A little car accident should have the pigs out here pretty fast."