"I've killed enough people, Fuu. Some of them could have walked away, if I'd given them the opening." That did include the people who got killed because he was operational nearby.

If there was something appealing in her helping him, for her, he thought it should be done without the shadow of uncertainty.

But then he nodded. That was... good. More breathing room. Although... well.

"You probably have a good idea of what this city can do, in local surveillance." She probably, he thought, had access to them, if she was offering what she was. "It'll probably give you some idea of how well I can avoid making mistakes, if you can trace my way to this bar. How I came into the city, where I passed... it would give you a specific reference point, that should make it easier, right?"

But she wouldn't find much. Maybe a shadow, here or there, or a figure that might or might not be him. Never a face.

"To do that, however, takes more time. If I know which corners you'll allow me to cut... that would be of great help."

Then he looked at her, his face calm, almost easy. "And in exchange?"