He may be gallantly leading her onward, but he still keeps a low profile, not the sort to let conventional courtesies get in the way of safety and stealth.

"He calls himself The Shadow. If your experience is anything like mine, this won't be the last time you see him." He pauses, and gives a low chuckle. "Or won't see him, as it were." A finger is lifted to his lips, his ring winking faintly in the dim light as footsteps draw near. They've cleared the hallway with the thugs, but until they can reach a lifeboat, and get to shore, they're not in the clear yet.