"I'm sure there is," The Prince replies, his tone still insincere and unthreatened. Not shifting his gaze, he moves one hand slowly to casually scratch at the side of his bare chin, then says, "I was simply visiting my old companion Saul, whom I know is a devout Carthian of your beautiful city. My ghoul and I were just leaving when you... showed up, and if you would be so kind, we would appreciate being allowed to. In the mean time, you can happily save dear Saul for questioning. I'm sure once he's fed a little and awoken, he will be happy to corroborate my story; though I'm sure he won't be too happy about nearly being turned to ash." A pained expression appears briefly on The Prince's face, as he keeps his gaze averted. "Probably only another hour, at best, before the sun rises, and I will have to get over to my side of the bay."