There's clearly something that needs his attention, but he does pause at the door when she calls for him to stop. He does glance out the door to make sure it's not utterly vital before glancing back, pausing long enough to consider. He does think it over, and his memory is at least decent, though far from perfect. That was something someone tended to lose over centuries. He didn't remember every name he'd ever heard nor every person he'd ever meant.

"No, afraid not." He looks curious as he watches her for a scant few seconds, before there's another shout from a brawl that apparently is not keen to take it outside. "I might ask why you'd like to know when I see you next." For now, though, he needs to go sort out the fight before they break something imperative.