Brows rising, eyes widening a fraction in recognition, he glances over the young women in quick assessment.

"Looks like you're one of those types," he says, offering her a fleeting, lopsided smile and shrug -- very much in a what can you do? type of manner. Jayce cants his head toward the docks. "Name's Jayce. I'm heading back to the Gallows now. Want to tag along?"