"Later, or in another world." Reality? Universe? World will have to serve, even if it isn't the most accurate and annoys him by being imprecise.

He studies in without much showing on his face for another moment or two, gives a nod and steps back. Some sort of decision, reached, though not about trusting her. He doesn't. The idea of working with someone is alien, and frightening (terrifying) on some level, but not entirely without appeal in theory.

"Let's walk." Standing still and talking is...more exposed. "How long have you been here?"