Finn still doesn't know what to think of Irahl. He's had a couple of days to mull it over, and obviously likes him enough to give his approval to join Seth's special squad, but even with those facts being true he can't tell from looking at him if they catch each other's drift, or if they're on two completely different planets.

So the shrug is both surprising and... Entirely unsurprising at the same time. Finn knits his hands behind his head and lets out another sigh up towards the high ceiling of a city plate somewhere above them.

"Yeah, I know how to get back. S'that why you guys were smacking this street sign?"

"I can't see," Vincent says by way of an explanation, "I know it's up, but I ain't been in this part of town in a long time."

"Yeah, it's not a great part of town to be in," Finn says, glancing briefly to the side, "Listen, if you guys are lost, I can at least get you back up to a carriage hub..."