His attention focuses on the woman talking to him as they chat, though occasionally his eyes can be seen to drift away, elsewhere, whenever movement catches his attention.  She was starting to make him feel good about his decision; perhaps this was one of those rare few people he could actually appreciate, and maybe even get along with (for a time).<br/><br/>As she begins guessing as to his occupation, he doesn't show any response; even when she correctly guesses 'highway man'. The unflappable facade he puts on is disturbingly good; she may note, correctly, that he will be hard to read, at least emotionally.<br/><br/>"Aye, lass. I was in the business of collecting tolls from the folk who trod on my road." He says with a wry grin. "But all good things end, sad enough.  So now I'm seeing what a change of pace will do for me, aye?"