[Annnnnd the kid's getting away. Trying to keep up as best as possible despite the boy having gotten a good head-start and that rocket-kicked shin hurting like the devil when there's weight applied to it, so there's a bit of a limp and Gin is not happy about it. At least the kid's leaving a trail.

...Or was leaving a trail. The trail comes to an end under a balcony. How convenient. Annoyed and unamused, Gin would have kicked the nearest object if the shin he was currently favoring wouldn't make that a total pain. How annoying. Stupid brat.]