He allows himself a small hmm before backing up a step, out of Alastair's line of sight.

"Mind your surroundings," he advises his friend, looking off to the side and at the doors to the dinner hall. "You might see something."

The something sounds a little fainter than the rest, and it has good reason to. The brunet's slipped away, and there are enough people clogging the lobby at the moment that he can't be seen.