Finch's face remained blank, but his curiosity was piqued. "Why, but if you are not a criminal or a pirate, then what reason do you have to be reluctant of reporting this to the police? We are both upstanding citizens, are we not?" he tilted his head slightly. "I wil get you a drink in a bit, do not worry about that, good sir." That was completely untrue, of course—he would never do that. Why should he spend his money on this fucking freak, when he could spend it on himself?

Though he did find himself relatively interested in the conversation by now, he still found his gaze moving as soon as he saw movement in the background. Ah. Trying to get away from all this, he assumes. A noble goal, and one he shall not disturb or interrupt.