"Of course, I'll be careful." Aimery pretended not to notice that the street they were on was not, in fact, a main one with good lighting, because that might ruin the whole 'I'll be careful' thing and imply he'd wander back into danger again. "Thank you again, I-"

"Fucking assholes..." One of the men on the ground had realized they were standing about chatting, and had found his voice. Aimery looked over at him, frowned (though not in sympathy), then raised an eyebrow at Adrian. "Should... should I call the Militia for them or...? I assume you wouldn't want to..."

Because of the mask. But maybe his hero wasn't hiding his identity and instead had some kind of eye socket condition that required covering.