Pushing his hands to his face Saint dared to let the long aggrivated sigh he'd felt building up, escape through his lips and linger in the air. He took little notice of the others as he glanced up at Gem and still shook his head. "Do you know what those...those people are like?" he barely got the word people past his own choking voice, "What those monsters could do to you if they even for a second knew who you were? No matter how useful you think it is, do you know what they could do to us?" Saint could feel heat creeping up his neck towards his face. "You think you could stay out of their way long enough to make a business?"
The idea of a place of their own was nice but the paranoia that these people could hurt what was his was a huge obstacle that he couldn't find a way around, couldn't even comprehend not being concerned about.
"I know you're itching to get some trade going but-" another heavy sigh, "I don't like the thought of you being back in that region of town, not after what happened,"