(I'll try and make my posts longer now, sorry xP)
Faroh took her hand, and shook it firmly, "Why yes, I guess it does." He looked around, "Follow me" He stated. He then proceeded to get up and walk down the street, he turned, making sure she was following him, and that no-one was following her. They were in the middle of the market now, it was very busy at this time in the day, people busy getting along with their trivial lives.
After about five minutes, Faroh nodded his head, indicating to a dark alley, the kind of alley were criminals sold not so legit goods, and where the homeless slept. However not in this alley, as it stunk. It stunk of rubbish, and waste. Walking up the alley Faroh stopped and bent over, lifting up and moving aside a rather large, Iron sewer grate, he then held out his hand, hoping she didn't notice how cold it was, helped Riley down into the sewers, following after her, "It's one way" He said, and started to walk, not affected by the heat down here.