[Wriothesley furrows his brows a little as he folds his arms over his chest. For what it was worth, the boxer's stance is relaxed. He doesn't seem to be tense about the other's appearance. He does tilt his head in question.]

I'm not usually followed. [The handful of times he had was for particular reasons. Things he won't get into since it wasn't the man's business. He does size the other up a bit as he regards the other. Whoever they were, he already knew that he shouldn't underestimate them.] Can't a guy just head home in peace?

[He sighs a little as he runs a hand through his hair absentmindedly.] Is there something you want? You have no reason to follow me much less approach me.