Wesley arched his brow and peered behind this Father Kemble but saw no one directly behind him. He looked back to his face and nodded. "Well then, how about I step out with you? I need to stretch my legs. It's people like this drunkard who are ruining Whitby and I intend to set things right one by one. If I see him, I will handle it." He stood and gestured to the door to let Kemble lead the way. "I'll make sure you get where you're going in case he is hiding."