A simple amount? Or yet, sufficient?

He sighed, walking down the street, the blade in his hand vanishing from his previous disusage. He looked around, the dark night's amid taking place. "Hmmm. I wonder what I'll do." He walked across a few walkroads, seeing someone as if familiar. "...?" He ran past the people, racing after the form.

He would be at a spitting distance, the form vanishing. He stopped his movments, then looking around, as if he was going crazy. "Weird...." He then shrugged, walking back to the campus to resume his duties.