"Yes," he answered playfully. "So you can see the true horror of being kidnapped by sex-starved maniacs." It wasn't a joke in good taste but this was why he didn't make a lot of jokes. He looked around the rooftop trying to figure out where to take her. Back to the hotel room seemed like a good idea but it ran the risk of someone deciding to interrupt them. Oh well, maybe he'd just drag a bookshelf in front of the door. He hefted her again to shift the weight so she wouldn't be so uncomfortable and noticed for the first time was wearing a thin nightie as she all too often typically did. "Didn't I get you more clothes?" he asked distractedly, walking down rooftops as if he did this every day.