"I also don't want to look like a man who draws any more attention to himself in this hell-hole than what I actively inspire," he counters dryly.

But when the car is clear of the garage he closes it again quickly, and hops into the passenger seat. "Right- let's get going." And there's a grim determination on his face as he says it, because he's trying not to be visibly excited about getting to fucking do something.