That... looks like someone in the distance falling from the sky... and no evidence of a parachute. Steven hits the jets, pushing himself hard from a dead stop to get there in time to build up a wind cushion, then catch whoever it is... both to keep the from becoming a splatter, and so he can ask where they came from... not exactly any skyscrapers to fall from in this part of town.
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