This fella that flies the ship to Hyde Park . . .
. . . so stoic. Almost like a mannaquin. Unmoving. Dedicated. Loves his job. He didn't even blink at me when I stood in his line of sight. That guy is on autopilot for his entire existance. I wonder what his life is like outside of the balloon plane? hmmmmmmm. He probably doubles as a gangster informant for those burglers I've been killing there in Hyde Park. yeah, yeah, kinda shifty like that, yeah.