"Maybe," he agreed looking a her intently, "but let us wait a moment more just to be sure." He moved farther away from the door so as not to be heard by passers by and took off his mask running his hand through his hair quite forgetting about the bruise and angry cut on his cheek.  His heart beat heavily in his chest his blood singing through his veins on a rush of adrenaline.  He secured the mask back on his face and moved back to the door cracking it open and peering outside to see no one there, he let out a low sigh of relief and held out his arm once more "Shall we?"