The coast does seem to be clear for now, so he tries his best to relax, as much as he can without his trenchcoat.

"Hey there, Corrin. The name's Dick Gumshoe," he replies as his hand meets hers for a warm handshake. It's only not as hearty as it usually is due to the circumstances. "I- I'll live with it. I just got a lot of memories with that coat. And I feel naked without it. It's part of my whole look!"

He shakes his head and looks at her, frowning. "I'm sorry about your cape, too. Capes are real cool."