They walk together, casual as can be while the shadows form around them, mostly the female figure but other shapes as well, things Neal might recognize but he tires not to pay them any mind. They just keep walking.

Until they reach a door, of course. It has an overhanging light, giving someone just enough room to stay underneath and be rid of the shadows.

He looks down at er. "Well," he says with a curios look. "It seems like we've reached our destination."

Releasing her, he moves to try and open the door but it's locked. It doesn't even make him blink, just reach into a pocket and pull out his tools. No, he has no idea when those got into his pockets but he doesn't question it.

After a second, he manages to unlock the door, hand now resting on the knob. "Ready when you are," he says, looking over his shoulder to her.