He doesn't watch her, but he notes the movement, and he makes a note to check on her later.

"About four or five months now. Long enough to hate the place, and to appreciate it, at the same time." He smiled ruefully.

"Certain aspects of it trouble me, and certain do not." At the door to the bar, he holds it open for her. He's never been her before, but the bar seems quiet for a bar, and people seem to mind their own business as he looks in.