I was drawn to this person during the protests. He stood out from the people around him - perhaps because of his age but also because of his quiet intensity as he walked alone amongst the crowd. I did not see him engage in banter like the young man without a face mask on the left of the frame, nor was he distracted by a cell phone like those whose hands protrude into the bottom left corner or the woman to his right. When he saw me with my camera trained on him, he paused. I imagined him to be considering whether I was friend or foe, supporter or perhaps plain clothes police officer. As if to indicate that he was resolute whomever I might be, looking straight at my lens, he held his sign high.