He didn't regret his greeting; better that he'd politely acknowledged the woman's existence instead of continuing along his way. But he hadn't intended to offend or startle her. His gaze followed hers when she looked towards the apartment complex, wondering what she sought in the darkness. She seemed alarmed in a manner that couldn't have been caused from his acknowledgement alone. He'd dropped his hand to his side after she'd said hello in return, and now he busied himself answering her question.
"Oh, no. I don't think so," Dominic replied. "Unless in passing. I live at Pax," he offered up, nodding towards the building. "I thought maybe you did, too." It was, of course, perfectly plausible he'd made a mistake in assuming she was a fellow denizen--she could have been anyone, really, simply out for an evening stroll, the same as he was. Given her apprehensive state, he would disengage himself courteously from their conversation if needed.
"I didn't mean to scare you," he added almost as an afterthought, though it was anything but that.