Of course Berith hadn't meant to try anything on the Antichrist. It was simply habit by now to try and take advantage of his situation in any way he could. Especially when he felt cornered.

He nodded once, in an entirely vague way, and tried not to be put off by the smile anymore than he could help. "Yes, around. Er, nice to have met you." He made for the stairs a hair faster than was rightly necessary.