It had taken some time, but eventually Chuck had convinced Raleigh that they should go out. The streets would be crowded, people celebrating the first anniversary for the Breach being closed, the end of the Kaiju, the saving of the world. Chuck would be able to blend in in the crowds. He'd be able to be around that many people; he'd feed up first, make sure he was full before they left.
He didn't wear anything remotely related to himself, opting for jeans and a hoodie, sneakers instead of his boots and he tugged a hat onto his head, keeping it low over his face just in case. No one would look twice at them. Well, maybe Raleigh, but not him. Tonight he was just another man out enjoying the world not being destroyed.