Darius shrugged. "Wandering. Jet lag. I thought the park was as good a place as any to go." It was the truth. If he were home it would be morning now, and well after his normal waking time. Portkeys were wonderful, but his sleep schedule was suffering a great deal. He didn't feel the need to inform the man that he was on his way home, or leaving anyplace specific. While robbers and gangs weren't something Darius worried about, random supervillains and spies were. "Any reason you're risking the wrath of the park sprinkler system?" It would be a pity for the man's clothing to be ruined by an errant turf management system.