He nudged her harder at her comment. He just barely registered 'in the mood' for his job, nothing else crossed his mind. Somehow, especially not with her. She'd filled a void at some point. Now, her voice was grating to painful. "You wish. Keep walking."
Owainn jabbed at her again, but there was no actual force behind it. She had a different perspective on what was going on on the streets. Maybe she could be useful. "Could do with you telling me if you've seen anyone around that don't belong."