Francis rose his brow. He chuckled as he stepped closer and suspiciously eyed Aslan's face. "You don't think one, but not the other? Which one? Has to be the prettier one, he is very odd and definitely more at ease about...things."

He gave a shrug to appear mysterious as he stepped away from Aslan and folded his arms. He didn't stick too close to the detective or anyone. They didn't like a homeless dirty rat like him sticking close more than necessary. "I am happy to keep an eye out. If you want anything in particular, I will do it. You are nice to me, so I'll help you out. But I mean some times it isn't so mysterious. That one guy, Kemble, hated it here and wanted a higher position or a nicer church."