[Costigan has no reason to take an alternate path. Right now, he wants out, and he trusts Evandau to lead him out. Leading him anywhere else in front of the guards would be detrimental to his authority and would have them questioning what relationship he has with the foreigners, something the undercover's fairly confident that the man wouldn't risk.
As they approach a certain hall, he can't help a double-take down the hall he's been steered away from, recognizing the area and beginning to piece the disjointed fragments of layout together in his mind. He says nothing of it and continues, but he knows the man probably saw and that he just gave away more than he should have.]
Are we almost there? [He mutters, mostly to cover for the gesture with Evandau's guards.]
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As they approach a certain hall, he can't help a double-take down the hall he's been steered away from, recognizing the area and beginning to piece the disjointed fragments of layout together in his mind. He says nothing of it and continues, but he knows the man probably saw and that he just gave away more than he should have.]
Are we almost there? [He mutters, mostly to cover for the gesture with Evandau's guards.]