Chris's brows bobbed up and down, though he didn't have time to reply and say anything about the murder attached to the building. Instead, his line of sight followed whatever had caught Nish's attention, the speed of his chewing slowing as he laid eyes on the last person he wanted to see - Rafael Atala.
"Fuck," he muttered under his breath, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. He straightened, putting his half-finished food down on the table behind him. "I...I need to go. I'll see you later, Nish." Without waiting for her to require some further explanation, he pushed off of the table and headed directly for the door, keeping his gaze down so he didn't accidentally invite any other conversation.