[Stephen's eyes narrow in turn as he sees the direction of David's gaze. He gives a little twitch of his shoulders that definitely isn't enough to make his cloak ripple forward to wrap closer around him the way it does, letting him tuck his hands out of sight.]

In case you hadn't noticed, we have our share of addicts and dealers here. Wouldn't be the first time I've been mugged.

[Granted, the two times he's been mugged were back in his home world and then in an alternate timeline. Hard to let go of that kind of experience, though.]