Stewart began to walk slower, adjusting his glasses as he looked off to the side of him. Keeping silent as he met eyes with this guy and nodded back at him, continuing to walk forward and stick to his original plan; Get to the parking lot, get his car, drive like hell out of New York and get as far away as possible from whatever this shit was. Passing the dude and chick, Stewart didn't look back and continued to walk, trying his luck with this whole car thing. Hopefully it wasn't destroyed or stolen, not that there was anything of value inside, of course. As the two were out of sight, Stewart stopped and removed his glasses, pinching a bit of his dress shirt to wipe the lenses. "'Take a vacation Stewart! You work hard and all, but you [u]need[/u] to take some time off'." He said in a mocking tone.

Sliding his glasses back onto his face, he looked straight ahead and then behind him, back towards those people. His time as medical personnel and helping others was beginning to eat at him, he couldn't leave people that were sick or injured and he couldn't [u]not[/u] help living folks that might need help in this crisis. Shoving his hand into his pocket, he squeezed the car keys slightly, turning around to look back again before walking towards those two.