"Yeah. Not like this place needed one more curiosity, but there you go."

He laughs softly, shaking his head, and he insists, "You're not that morose. And I-- um."

Well. He goes... to work. Or he goes... to the library. Or he spends his time... working out. Interrogating people about the city. Bothering McCoy at Hellsing's medical department?

"...I don't really get out much, I guess. But I could stand to."