[Down the dark hallway they go. Henry reaches out a hand to feel for the wall to guide him; otherwise, there's just barely enough exterior evening light straining through the windows to see.]

I don't do that.

[Float in his sleep.]

And I don't pry into minds for fun.

[Words selected quite purposefully to be somewhat-ish true. He doesn't for fun, specifically, but the overall point stands: he isn't going to do a deep dive into this person's mind while in the middle of their smash and grab operation, here.

The operation in question, since Kaine is following him, seems to be leading them out of the building. Henry takes the stairwell down, voice echoing in the space.]

What kind of situation calls for someone to be forced to room with a psychic, though?