[ He does, in fact, have a blaster holstered beneath his jacket and a blade concealed in his sleeve, but as it stands, she's given him no reason yet to use either.

Leading her through the crowd, he leans down occasionally to make small remarks on the artwork as they pass through the gallery, then through a side hallway. The gardens aren't quite as crowded as the gallery had been, thanks to the space; the plants are carefully and artfully arranged, with winding pathways and delicate marble statues dotting the paths. ]

I meant it when I said I said this was a coincidence. [ His voice stays low, his posture impeccable, though he drops the soft-spoken, rich boy accent. He sounds more like he did when they first encountered one another as Star-Lord and Kasumi Goto. ] I'm on the clock, but I promise I'm not goin' after you this time.