"Always thought that myself." It'd been a bit of a troublesome habit back when he was human, had ended up with scars and injuries he certainly didn't need, yet he'd possessed a real skill for avoiding death until he'd given it up for revenge. Technically, he still had skill in survival, it just wasn't exactly life he was so determined to protect.

She was a curious creature, and he couldn't exactly pin why. Despite being very close with at least one fae, he knew enough of them to know that they were as widely different as humans were. They generally didn't care to show their nature very easily, especially not around something like him. She seemed abnormal at best, and that honestly didn't give a man too much. There were plenty of abnormal people running about London and they weren't magical in the slightest, just entirely too eccentric for their own good. The lack of consideration to where she was, the eerie confidence, was the strangest of all... but she could just have been naive, stupid, or both, to think she'd have no trouble after dark at the docks.

He glanced at the ship she referenced, frowning a little. He knew the captains and vessels fairly well, and if he wasn't mistaken, the one she was waiting for was quietly known for his willingness to smuggle rare items into port for those willing to pay enough. "You seem a capable lady, but I'd be a horrible gentleman if I just walked by. Care for company until he arrives?"