He knew he'd be suspicious if he complied or didn't; these bigoted justice fairing types were all the same in his humble opinion. But Shadow was every bit right to be wary.

Seth smiled. A polite, simple little smile that preluded his answer.

"No. I don't want to talk here."

For a lot of reasons. Seth expected this was going to end in a scuffle one way or another and this room was obviously (as Shadow was proving right now) not as private as he thought. Someone else would surely hear, someone would surely see, and most of all--

"I've put a lot of work into setting up this week's Host Club." He explained slowly, if condescendingly. "Let's just go outside. Walk and talk. Just you and I."