Another District, another mission, another place that needs scouting out... Haruto was thankful that they were still letting him out to do that sort of thing, given how badly it had gone for him in District 12. But it was that bad trip out that had him volunteering to be eyes on the ground, to sneak around and see what could be seen first-hand. Because he needed to see Nitou again. He needed to try and get through to him... or failing that, to somehow get him back to District 13 to get his head set straight. He owed to the other Rider. He'd do the same for him in kind, wouldn't he? And hard as it was to admit, Nitou's absence gnawed at him.

Not that being out here made it likely that he'd find him.... but he's got his equipment and his powers today, and he's got Garuda flapping here and there through the smoggy air, with orders to keep quiet and to find the Ancient Wizard. Two sets of eyes could do more than one. He has hope. He always has hope, and he'll have it even if he has to finish this mission empty-handed.