Rejam
Camelot lifted his hands in surrender, pausing in his footsteps.
"Fair enough," he said, "I do, too. I'm a little more giving with my whereabouts, though. So should you ever find yourself in need of me, you can find me at the Central Library. One way or the other. You know, if you need any other unnecessary pep talks. I know I did, so thank you." He smiled, then folded his arms behind his back. He would go his own way shortly.
Hadaya would probably be getting worried about him by now.
He waited a polite moment longer, then turned to make sure she knew he had no intention of following her. It was not exactly where he wanted to go, but he was in no rush. Maybe he would find something else to capture his attention. It turned out to not be such a bad night after all.
So far, anyway.
