Though he was still rather quiet, Eins animated and immediate reply startled Angel. He looked around truly noticing the people around them, though there was fewer in the car park, and did catch as curious eye or two. Angel was never one to focus on his surrounds when in public. He was observant butt only to the point of being sure not to touch anything unnecessarily as it made him feel gross. "Ein. Let's go home, we can get shoes later." Angel wanted so badly to understand what was in Eins head, but his own was to distracted with being in public to sort it out.  Crowds gathered to hear him play the piano was fine, but the idea of random strangers watching him and Ein with a critical eye, set him on edge.