"Mm, do I?" Clearly distracted, Calen adjusted his step slightly to partially block Joss from view as he spotted a pair--a man and a woman--glance their way from the entrance of an alley across the street.
When he realized what he was doing he paused. What in--?
"Ah, shit." He fixed his smile back in place and started walking again. "Right, so these sigils. Makes you sick when we're too far apart, makes me...twitchy. Don't suppose you think it would make us...I don't know, compelled to be--" he cast around for a better word, couldn't find one, sighed, and settled on, "Protective?"