"You're late," Amadeus needlessly pointed out. Honestly, the Tremere would not have minded so much if they were meeting somewhere else. Such as his office. Or anywhere else that was not an alleyway where he was left just standing around. Amadeus stuck out on a good day with the way he dressed. He stuck out standing around an alley even more so. All of which would have been fine if he had been doing it in hopes of drawing someone out into attacking him and not waiting on newest his new Hound. "Let me guess. The subway was a nightmare."
The comment on it was all that he made though. He didn't lecture on it. The Sheriff wasn't exactly one for lectures. If it kept being a problem other things might be said or done but he'd never actually lecture. Lectures were for people like the Tremere Primogen Sethius who liked to hear himself talk.
Amadeus's eyes roamed over Silas in perusal. At least if he got spotted by Anarchs then they'd likely just think he was one of them. It was why he had picked the Brujah in the first place and not Ariel. Ariel was Gangrel but he was also too well known as the Sheriff's lover by now to fool anyone into thinking he was an Anarch. "Well, someone looks ready to fix the system."