That is, surprisingly, a slight relief to him. That meant no one need know he was here unless they saw him or caught word of his name. With Cole and the Inquisitor already here, he wonders if others far less likely to stay their swords would arrive.

"I will keep that in mind," he returns with a small nod. His gaze drifts to what he had seen when 9S had first approached, the exposed metal on the back of his leg. Unfamiliar to him, but it made some sort of sense in the context of what had been explained with the man's flying companion. "Have you been injured?"