“As well as can be expected,” she replies, wryly. She can only hope that whatever it is that he saw wasn’t… blood-soaked. She’s had enough of that for… a lifetime. “You?”

This is awkward, standing in the middle of the street staring at each other. Which is why when he arches an eyebrow and tips his head slightly towards a slightly less… obstructive area, she nods, already beginning to move towards the clearer area. Out of the way. So they can stare and maybe talk in peace. Without drawing as much attention as they were.