There's a coy grin that flashes on his face, but then he smiles down at her hands once he has her free. He slides over to the thugs, trussing one of them up quickly.

"I think his enemies would be more worrisome." He gave the knot a cinch, and then moved on to the next thug. "But I owe him my life, many times over. Come." Even with the thugs trussed at his feet, he holds out his hand as if he were merely leading her out of the Cobalt Club and onto the streets of New York. Still all poise, and a gentle grin staying on his face.

"I have a promise to keep, and it was getting you off of this ship safely. I am under the distinct impression that you have found a friend tonight, as well."