"Please put your hands back," he says in a muted, strained plea. It's fine if Crow couldn't hear him - in fact, it might even be preferable - but he had to voice that.

It takes him a moment to remember there is an actual conversation happening. "Oh, well, yes. It's just that I don't typically go anywhere the bus won't take me-- I mean, aside from the lake and all. Walking is good for you."