He had spent a long, long day in the lab. This virus had everyone on alert and his job had become exponentially more important and they made sure that he was not only aware, but doing the very most of his responsibilities. Benjamin Valentine was by far the most exhausted he had ever been. Eager to be home, he sped up a bit, rolling through the residential district in anticipation. It was just creeping up on 8 pm, the mandatory curfew for civilians. Anyone caught out after this time was subject to both questioning and testing. Biotech Prism Corp kept him safe from being too scrutinized when driving home no matter how long after curfew it had gotten. He ran a hand through his thick, dark hair, sighing in relief of just being alone for awhile. 

Turning a corner, he was surprised to see a young woman, walking alone with a brightly colored home made mask covering her face. While Benjamin didn't particularly consider himself a gentleman, he did consider himself an upstanding citizen. It was only 8:05 and clearly this was not a woman who was supposed to be out and about this time of night. She looked like she was in the middle of contemplating what to do when Benjamin slowed his all black vehicle down.  He pulled up close to the sidewalk, but far enough away that she wouldn't feel threatened by a dark and approaching car driven by a strange man, but close enough that she would be able to hear him when he called to her from his car window. 

"Hey there," he called to her in as friendly a tone as he knew how "I don't wanna come off as creepy, but it's after curfew and I'd hate to see a young lady get herself into trouble for something as silly as walking home a little too late." He paused for a second before offering her a ride. "I don't live far from here, if you want a ride to your home. I'd be happy to give you my ID so you can send it to someone you trust, just for a little peace of mind." Again, even though he didn't consider himself a gentleman, he had sisters, and understood the precautions they felt necessary to take even before the outbreak. "I have a mask I'd be happy to wear too, just as an extra precaution." He stated as he slipped on his mask, a faint and friendly smile on his face before doing so. 

He had no real reason for this type of charity other than every young woman reminded him of his younger sisters and what he would want for them in this kind of situation. There was no doubt in his mind that she would probably be okay, but in his mind it was always better to be safe and sorry. 

Benjamin watched her hesitate when his vehicle approach, checking her phone and giving his car a cautious look. He could practically see her flitting through the options about who he could be, what he wanted, or if she was in any kind of trouble - smart of her, and luckily for her, unnecessary. The young woman approached the car, giving his face a close look as he slipped his mask over his facial features, making sure to get a good look at him before making a decision. The young lady walked toward, his car and asked for his name.  "I'm Benjamin Valentine," he said formally, like he would when he would introduce himself to a new coworker. The young woman then walked to the back of his car, taking a picture of his license plate for those extra safety measures that he only could hope his sisters would take in this situation. Approaching the passenger side of the car, she produced her own photo ID with an introduction. "Arlo Espinosa", she said and he only glimpsed at her photo ID to confirm what she spoke to be true. He couldn't help but smile a bit, thinking she had a cute name in general. Before he reached for his wallet with his own ID he stated his actions, another precaution on his part to not come across like a creep. "I'm grabbing my wallet to show you my ID," with another smile, knowing it was the surest way to win anyone over. Scientifically proven. He thought to himself with another small smirk. Although it wasn't typical of him to pick up strangers or offer to go out of his way for them, all he could see were his younger sisters when he saw a young woman alone at night. The last thing he wanted to be was misogynistic but that core value of "protect the weak" stuck with him always, and it always seemed to pertain to women in his mind unintentionally. 

He pulled out his lab badge and his driver's license, handing them toward her so she could photograph them if she felt it necessary. "No pressure to tell me anything at all, but isn't that the last place you want to be in front of after curfew?" Benjamin unlocked the doors and placed both hands on the wheel, again displaying that he was not a threat or intended to become one. He did find it odd that someone would want to be dropped off in front of the station after curfew but she could very well be an officer and feel safer walking home from there than having a stranger drop her off. He turned his classical cello collection down from the radio, as if someone who listened to classical music for fun wasn't unsettling all on it's own. 

Benjamin let out a sigh of relief as she settled into his car. He shouldn't care so much about what happens to a stranger that is breaking a curfew that is put in place for a damn good reason, but here he was, putting his own safety at risk for a young and pretty face. 'This whole gentleman act will probably be what gets you killed one day' He thought to himself, practically hearing his siblings laugh in the back of his mind. This probably wasn't about being a gentleman so much as it was about being protective of those around him. There was no pretending that he cared about what happened to strangers in most day to day instances - bad accident? drive away without a second look. Someone at the office or a family friend passed away at a reasonable time in life - he was un-phased. But there was a part of him that had a very natural instinct to protect, and he was pretty sure it was because of all the family meals and memories he had growing up and the tight relationship he has now with all of them to this day.

She answered his question in a way he hadn't quite expected. Arlo certainly didn't make him think of a police officer when he looked at her, but who was he to question how she had gotten into her choice of profession. She made a joke about not sharing information with charming strangers and he couldn't help but laugh wit her. "Fair enough, but I wouldn't call myself charming by any stretch of the imagination. Just trying to do more good than bad during all this madness." He paused for a second and then nodded once "I don't mind really. I have younger sisters," he explained "I know it sounds like some kind of weird play but seeing you on the street by yourself didn't sit right with me. It made me think of them in your shoes and what I would want for them." The tone of his voice accidentally became more serious than he had intended, so he let out a short cough as if to clear the tone from his voice and answered her other question "Yes, very long day at the lab, just staring at sequences over and over, looking for... anything. I have full confidence I'll find something important eventually..." Just the thought of the monotony of the task made him pinch the bridge of his nose even beneath the mask.

Benjamin let out a small sigh and stared ahead at the road in front of them. It was pretty empty even though it was just about time for patrols to hit the streets looking for people like them - out past curfew. It wasn't a far drive to the station and he only hoped that her walk was short and uninterrupted by patrols or crazy people who run out past curfew on purpose. He kept the speed of his car even, and unwavering just ready for his detour to get him closer to home and to feel some sense of self comfort for "doing the right thing" even though that thought in and of itself is entirely subjective and depending on the individual. He supposed he felt it was the right thing to do for himself.