[That racket is just getting worse and worse, between the crumbling sounds of debris settling, and the slightly out of tune trumpeting that comes with the concern of some dude that's likely going to get his ass kicked but still trying to toot away on his instrument.

The small doggo in Cassidy's arms shivers but seems settled somewhat by the warmth of a person to squirm against, even if Cass doesn't give it much attention beyond a reassuring grip.]

Mate, all the bloody time, 'specially in this city. Most interestin' of the lot, if you like that sorta thing, usually takes longer for them hero types to show up though. Sorta feel sorry for that bank robbing fella, just poor luck on his side.