"I am not the man to ask," he murmurs, shaking his head slightly. This isn't the advice he knows how to dispense. He can tell someone about following a trail. Or losing one. He can describe weapons. He can train a man to fight and another to kill. But this...

"I travel, yes. I know what I am, yes. But is not the same thing."

Explaining what it is... Proves difficult, but he's no stranger to careful thought, so he employs it. The police are still milling around, after all. So, they have time.

"I follow orders. That is why I travel. I am told to. I live where I am told. I do what I am told. When I am done, I wait for next assignment. That is what I am. You--"

He shakes his head again. Talking this much isn't really his forte. Usually because all he's asked is for status updates on a mission or the like.

"You want to be different. Individual. I cannot help with that."