He met her eyes steadily, trying not to show any fear, and succeeding, to a slight degree. He nods at her pronouncement. "Of course. Where would I go? My own people hate me, and your people are just as likely to shoot me on sight. I might as well stick with someone who won't kill me, and try to do some good." He bites his tongue, not sure how well she'd react to a compliment, one he'd almost given out.