Leto frowned and looked away. He wasn't ready to talk about Oswin.
"Just in case it matters," he answered. It was truthful, what part he'd given. His eyebrows raised and he lifted and dropped his shoulders. "The streets move," he said, although it was completely unrelated. "Although, I've found that they move in a way that's helpful to wherever you're trying to go - even if you don't know you're trying to go there in the first place. That's how I found the library, actually."
He tilted his head up and toward the man in the jacket that seemed at both turns flamboyant and pedantic. "Are you going to be all right? On your own, I mean?"
Leto wasn't sure it was right to leave anyone to his own devices on the first day. He'd been glad, very glad, for the company he received, himself.