The masked man repositioned himself, facing the apparent Susan's visitor directly. Gregar wasn't looking for a fight at this moment, despite the fact that the experience granted to him by his... meticulous life would grant him no difficulties in certain physical feats, but the Freeport had an etiquette to abide to and he knew that, at least, Robert made sure to lecture him about that.
Glaring at him and listening to his scornful remark, he allowed to answer or reply to escape the tight clutches that his lisp, and his mask formed. It is unknown whether the man doesn't want to speak or if something rendered him unable to do so.
Instead, it was obvious that everyone could feel the sign of relief emanating forth as this situation got over.
Normally, a man executing the role Gregar apparently executed would have left the scene, instead, Gregar decided to take a few steps backwards, a sound of around three to five heavy steps were heard as Gregar slowly distanced away, but close enough to hear any words accompanied by a normal, oblivious tone and close enough to act once again should a situation arise once more.
So he sat there, sitting straight, with his arms crossed and tucked behind his back.
Despite him trying to make himself "invisible" from the crowds, the certain insistent and intensive glare he exuded forth towards Susan and the other man could have provided a slight sense of discomfort.
