(Lol thats ok, I don't even remember which picture I chose XD)
8 followed Shadow's every move, slowly turning his head. He followed a few yards behind, the leather and foil combination on his 'feet' making him silent. He stood and watched Shadow at the store from across the street. He never thought of himself as a stalker. He never really even knew what he looked like himself. 8, of course, was an even number with an odd brain. 8 did wish he could be all like Hi Shadow, I'm secretly watching you behind your back when you don't even know it. I hope thats okay with you, because I do enjoy watching you and everyone else wake up in the morning and go to bed again every night., but he couldn't talk any more than a metallic grunt and several rusty blows. (He's not a perve if thats what your thinking, picturing him sitting at Shadow's door and watching her when she least expects it)