The Balladeer turns to scan the streets. "Okay..." His tone's uncertain, but he doesn't know this place. Maybe they really are wherever she thinks they are.

On second thought it seems obvious she's just arrested the guy. People don't normally carry restraints on them. Is that a trapping of the dream or does she actually do that in real life? He's not sure she realizes the nature of this, but he nods anyway. They can talk once they've dropped this person off wherever he needs to be. "Sounds good."

Lead the way, lady-who-knows-where-we-are.