The child whose head Hansa had patted shortly before saw the woman executor, and flashed a smile that was far from innocent. Then he thought to himself, conscious of the Command Seals that had moved to his back:
Ugh. And here I’d thought to take a breather after tiring myself out.
Once he had stood with the evacuees for a while, the boy quietly slipped out of line, and vanished into the dawn city. Neither passing through the executors’s barriers, nor being showered in the rays of the rising sun posed any problem to him now. Because now Jester Karture’s body was not that of a Dead Apostle; it was the body of an ordinary human boy.

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 2, Chapter 5 ("Day 1, Dawn")