A low laugh escaped Simms as he folded his arms over his chest and set his jaw. "Nah. They're not getting rid of me," he said, a smug smile growing on his face. "So I guess I'll see you gentlemen tomorrow. You have a lovely afternoon." He turned and started to walk, not entirely sure of which way his house was, but figuring he'd find it soon enough. That, or the men would jump him the moment he ended up taking a wrong turn.