"Thank you." Voluntary cooperation is always his preference. "Come."

He beckons and starts away from the Gate at a steady clip. No hesitation; he expects the other man will follow, or fall in alongside. That latter might require he lengthen his own stride, since Shiro's got half a foot of height on him.

"I am minded to return to Cassandra," he says, "the long way." Ergo, they'll have time to talk.

"What were you intending, at the Gate?"