Thoughts. Thoughts are what Langdon has been doing for a while now. "A While" is even subjective to the Moros. He's honestly lost track of time at this point. That burning apartment building and the spider-thing and the women... Many many thoughts.
That three people were having some mundane meeting under the only light is lost to the Stalker. What is not is the moving glyph which breaks into a man with a sword..wait. A weary hand raises as Langdon prepares himself to destroy the pattern of yet another material thing. Hopefully this one is not connected to a person as well.
init = 16 (10 + mod6)