[ Sebastian watches as the shadow slips away with a somewhat sharp gaze. It’s a curiosity, and considering the immediate association he had made, it’s also one he’ll take a touch more seriously. Though as Tyki denies that guess, Sebastian’s attention turns back to him. He sees the strain written in Tyki’s features and hums out a thoughtful note that’s lighter than it should be, considering the warning. ]

I see. Well, for what it is worth, I shall not take it personally if you do. In fact, I am likely one of the better people to have run into if that is the situation.

[ He reaches to the inside of his jacket to pull out a handkerchief, of all things. He may not be wearing the sort of jacket with a pocket square, but of course he would still have one on hand, if only to fit the aesthetic he likes. He offers it to Tyki with a little shrug, though the gesture is clearly in response to the question. ]

Of a sort. I have been making my way through by simply following a wall since that will solve any maze. It is not quick, though.