Self-consciously dragging his wrist across his lips, Jonathan looks away from Haein and deeper into the alleyway. He doesn't like the fact that the younger man is right, but at the same time...

"What else am I to do?" he asks, turning back and taking a step closer, a frown creasing his brow. "Where else should I go? The palace where there are people everywhere? The city? What exactly would you have me do?"