Ezra has been climbing buildings since he was seven at least. Sometimes he too, just want to be up above most of the city and have a view.

This evening, he's tackled the comms tower. He sits cross legged on his perch - not truly meditating, but letting his thoughts drift a little.

He's not quite zoned out enough to miss the fact there's someone else climbing up the tower as well, a little before he actually sees them, although it's not a presence that feels familiar.

He waits until he thinks they notice him to speak. "Don't mind me. Unless you feel like introducing yourself? I'm Ezra."