*keeps his walk calm and unconcerned, though inwardly he's fairly tense* *is beyond tired, beyond stressed, and this nonsense seems pretty hell-bent on tanking whatever good mood he'd managed to shore up in defense*
*nods to the security guys and signals them to open the gates for him* *can't help being a bit gratified when the order is obeyed without question, though he can see in their faces that they're wary* *isn't entirely sure this is the best idea, either, to be honest*
*comes to a halt just inside the gates as they slowly swing wide, eyeing the rabble as a whole (amid a flurry of snide comments and a few shouts tossed in his direction, which he handily ignores for the moment)* *picks you out immediately, of course, and briefly quirks an eyebrow*