He was wholly unsurprised that she'd gotten out of her own match unscathed, she was faster than he was, lighter on her feet, she always had been. Besides that, she'd had better ground training than he had, or at least more intensive, he didn't hold it against her that she was only prettily disheveled and he was bleeding.

He nodded at her question, dabbing at his lip again, just to make sure it wasn't bleeding freely, "Should be fine as long as we go around instead of through, it'll take a little longer since we'll have to cut through the garden, but there's less chance of being spotted." He shrugged, "And less chance of people getting the wrong idea."

What idea that might be he was going to leave up to her, because really it could be anything. He gave her a crooked smile all the same, however, offering an arm, "Shall we?"