Kaz lets Jesper lead the way, staying just slightly behind the pair. It takes everything in him not to glance back directly, instead using windows and other surfaces to ensure there's no one following them. He won't let them take Mat back, not when he's this close, and if it comes to it he knows Jesper will handle them with the right call.

And Kaz would deal with anyone that might follow them.

Yet no one did, and that alone felt suspicious to him. Enough so that he locked the door behind them, then propped his cane not by the door but under the handle. Crossing to the windows, doing the same there, showing more of his paranoia than he lets most see from him. He didn't want others to know how prepared they can be, but then Mat is one of theirs.

Then he moves to pour them all a drink.

"From what I can tell, so long as you can avoid the military and their greedy hands for able bodied men," he says, giving a quick look at Jesper, not hiding that concern he's held for as long as he's been there. "Then it's much easier than the others. Reminds me a lot of home, honestly," he admits, bringing glasses to them both.