Once she's comfortable, he pulls the car out and into the street. With no direction in mind right now, he's just taking turns as they come, keeping an eye out for anything that looks worthy of note. He suspects that she's entirely right. Things are only going to get harder and harder for dark witches, especially if Redbright refuses to be a buffer helping them find any kind of balance.

He looks at her, sidelong, considering.

"Not many are being proactive right now," he says, in a way that might imply but you are.