He would've really liked to have immediately assumed the young man was just a good samaritan, but he'd fallen for that act too many times to be so naive. Strangely, good samaritan actually seemed to be the case.

After a moment of hesitation, he hands over the keys for closer inspection. There was a number on there, but that wasn't too helpful if Remy didn't have a building.

"Red Lanter District?" His eyebrow arched a little higher, "Is that what it sounds like?"

Look. He might've been easy, but he wasn't in the business of having sex for money.