He frowned, everything social in him recoiling like she'd just thrown salt at a slug. He'd thought... it didn't matter what he'd thought. He was the Panda Garden phone girl.
He followed her into the street, impressed at how quickly she got a cab to stop for her. The steam puffing from the vertical stacks mingled with the drizzle, shrouding the top of the car in its own fog bank.
He gave the driver directions in a flat voice, only able to get him to the right part of town. He'd have to get closer for Pyxis to give him more details about where to go, how to find him. He didn't say anything to Yoona.