"A friend of a friend," he smiled, showing teeth. "And in case you hadn't noticed, your 'boy' is quite nearly a man." One hand on each of their shoulders, keeping them in place as he looked for a door that Kele wasn't by.
"Should we come back later?" he murmured, just loud enough for Nick and Shiloh to hear. "We've enough trouble without you punching him." Instinctive dislike for the man aside.