Seth smiles - albeit a little weakly, as he's gonna take a while to shake the anguish and confusion today's events have caused him - and pulls one hand out of his pocket again to shake her hand, before stuffing it back. "Seth."

He lingers uncertainly for a brief moment, before heading towards the exist, gesturing awkwardly with his head for her to join. He's not sure where there's a place to sit down nearby, as he generally avoids this area, but he's sure they'll find something. It's Manhattan, it's practically crawling with coffee shops.

"Um.. When do you think it started? People not noticing you, I mean," he asks.

He's thinking back for himself as well, trying to determine whether it's been a problem for him. He'd had real trouble getting the cab driver to listen to him... He's strangely eager to get outside and see how people react to him now. Because if it's true, it means Daniel hasn't been ignoring him at all. And that thought fills him with warm relief.