He gives it some thought, starting to head towards the door. "I do suppose doing more conventional matters might help thwart them." Although they did find their plane and risk ending the lives of several innocent mortals for it. Although there's the distinct possibility that the actual purpose of it was just to flush them out. Or, alternatively, they didn't care.

"Perhaps if we move closer to the inner city--" He turns his head as he talks, spotting that one tourist having a chat with one of the waitstaff, near the door to the kitchen. In that moment, he swears they lock eyes.

Something in him distinctively does not like that.