He doesn't even realize Faraday isn't beside him until he's taken another few long strides and suddenly the weight at his elbow is gone. Annoyed, he gives Faraday a look and clucks his tongue at him like he's an errant horse who needs to be told to come along.

"Well? What are you waiting for, more invitations?" he asks, scowling, trying to pass off the part where he'd said he liked Faraday. "Or I'll invite another dirty guerito into my home."