[It's difficult to tell if he's telling the truth or if he's trying to play it off, the same way she and many of those she loves will when things are difficult and you're too stubborn to accept help. Whatever the case, she watches him closely, noting the lift of his hood and the strained way he looks at her. That tells her a lot without him saying anything and gives her an easy answer as to where to lead them next, that being the next tour stop via all the shadiest and most covered streets.]

We could, if you like. [She pauses a moment to look over the pamphlet given to her and then gestures in a direction.] Come, we can walk to the next stop and check in there so no one's the wiser that we chose not to get back on that damned bus.

[A beat as she chuckles.] Or float, in your case. Is that kind of magic common where you're from? I've seen wizards and sorcerers levitate for short periods of time if they concentrate on only that, but nothing like what you're doing now. Though I must admit I didn't spend so much time in any single one's company to learn much about it.

[The lady had things to do and they weren't walking around asking wizards all the questions that were inevitably on her mind. She's taking full advantage of the option to do so now that she has the chance.]