He matches Lucifer's eye roll with a grin. Nothing against books. He probably spends more time reading here than he did back home, just because sometimes there's nothing else to do, and he hasn't got a phone to mindlessly scroll through. But it's the kind of thing he can't stay focused on for too long before his thoughts starts to wander.

"Okay, so, come on." Wilhelm invites him with a motion of his hand, already starting to walk again. Keep up, old man. As they fall into step, his eyes roam the crowded street around them.

"What do you think about this whole gala thing?"