He'd probably be pleased as punch, really. Proof that he still mattered when he was trying very hard not to feel like he didn't.

"That's gonna look great to your friends, huh? Criminal boyfriend. Tch," he sighs, not terribly proud of what he'd had to do. He doesn't really regret much of it, since he stayed out of anything violent and had a reputation for being fair with people, even if extorting them. Doesn't mean he's got anything to be proud of.

"I'll ask questions about papers myself. You've got enough to worry about without worrying about me, too. Mind yourself," the redhead sighs, scratching the side of his face before tapping a foot.

"Write your number down for me. I'll call you when I can from the phone in the shop near my place, alright?"