If there's one thing that Kaz had forgotten in the last decade or so it was how much there is to learn about a new city. He'd been a fixture of the Barrel for so long, it's something he hasn't thought about.

So each day is spent getting to know the natives, the other Summoned, and considering how he might start working on their future here. Because despite Inej's comment about his not needing to Dirtyhands, he knows he needs to face that he needs something to do, something to focus on for the future.

But they're long days and Inej was not behind the bar when he came through. Pausing at the door to set his cane into a notch in the wall by the door as he closes the door behind him. He stands there for a moment, quiet and unmoving before his lips curl, barely, in the tiniest of looks that is, for him, a smile.

"You know you needn't wait there for me, Wraith. You could even come inside," he teases.