Oh. She was not going to ask him what he was doing here? Perhaps she already assumed he was up to no good? That was his guilty conscience speaking, even though he never had anything to feel guilty about. The circumstances were suspicious. That was all.

"Physically, yes," he tells her. "But I am technically still at work." His reasons for frequenting this part of town weren't so unsavory after all. Still, he glances off in the direction she had just pointed to him, as if to ensure that her intentions for visiting the area left nothing to raise any hint of concern.

When he looks back to her, he returns that unspoken sentiment in her eyes with a smile and a gentle squeeze to her shoulder. "It's... looking to be quite a long mission." This time he sounds apologetic.