He wondered for a moment how he'd ended up here. Of all the places to be.
Oh yeah, he'd been watching out for his daughter's boyfriend. To his surprise, the boy wasn't as bad as he'd thought - positively heroic and definitely brave, if not more than a bit reckless. Not the kind of person he wanted his daughter to be dating. But none, the less he was, so he supposed he had to go in after the boy.
It was the sporting thing to do.
But both he and Parker (Peter he really should call him) really should leave a job like this to the professionals, to the people who knew what they were doing.
Even he, the police Captain, didn't feel like he knew what he was doing, climbing up the stairs to the top of Osborn Tower with a mutated lizard creeping up the outside.
Why was he doing this?
Because his daughter would kill him if he let her boyfriend go in alone.
And because he was a good person - or at least he hoped he was. He wasn't the kind to let a young boy go into a situation like that alone.
So he'd go in - because despite everything, he cared even if he didn't particularly like people who hid behind masks - or spandex in Peter's case.
But he did, so he would.
And maybe his daughter's boyfriend would get out of this ridiculous venture unscathed.
He hoped.