The closer proximity and improved impression of the other man that it afforded did very little to change Rorschach's opinion of him. He looked like a cop, even if he wasn't in uniform, carried himself like one, and even removed from the police that had been the bane of his existence for the past decade or so Rorschach's sentiment towards them was not improved. Police were ineffectual, bound by laws that restricted their ability to carry out their purpose. More intent on catching those who did their job for them than the ones who created their necessity in the first place. Easily bought. Morally weak. Soft on crime. Useless for anything but punishing those who had done nothing wrong and releasing those who had.

He remained where he was, making no move closer or further, or even moving at all, merely looking at the other man evenly, posture outwardly relaxed but ready to spring into action on a moment's notice should it become necessary. The sneer was more audible than visible, seeing as how the mask gave away nothing but what the observer chose to see in it, although the voice that spoke was toneless itself. "Arrived recently. Haven't seen you before."