[Fergus and young Ian would be wondering where he was, if they needed him in the late hours of the night or early morning, expecting him to be at the brothel. If there was an emergency--ah, hell. He can't in good conscience disappear on the boys like that.

Slowly, he nods.]

I should go leave word of where I'll be in case I'm needed. I can go get us that room, and then it's only a quick stroll from here. I can be back within the hour.

[He looks like a dog about to be put out in the rain. He doesn't want to go.]