He honestly doesn't know if he's about to get in trouble - though if he is, what that would say about Solvunn is more damning to him than whatever social scorn he may earn - but in response to Winifred's request, he simply nods his head. He takes on an almost military-type posture as he followers her out, hands held behind his back, casting one last glance at the remaining council and weighing their expressions.

...But that can wait, he decides. That they would seem so surprised, so worried by the notion, is information in of itself. Instead, he looks to Winifred, watching her discreetly as they go wherever they're going. He waits for her to speak first.