Ah-- well, you absolutely have the right of it! His eyes are ever watchful.

[ Abel gently touches the rosary dangling from its chain where the heavy weight rests at his stomach with fondness, before...

...he gestures lightly toward the doors. ]

Actually, Dr. Dyer... would you humor me for a walk? I was trying to get the lay of the land when I stumbled upon this place, and if you wouldn't mind... some company and fresh air would be lovely! --If it's no trouble, of course.