Edgeworth waved a hand at her. “Fine…” He frowned. “Go ahead and lead us there. You apparently have a better idea than I do of what needs to be done.” He gave her a very stern frown, shaking his head.
“If we are heading to the docks, I am going to change into something somewhat less…” He glanced down at his burgundy suit, also flicking at his frilled cravat. “…conspicuous.”