It bothers him a moment that she seems a touch familiar, as though he's seen her around the palace or at court, but it's difficult to tell for certain in the dark, and far too much of a risk to ask.

Eleven hums shortly as he quietly guides the gondola along the river. While he isn't a local to have a list of recommendation, at least he can rule out the necromantic district, and likely taverns with ease.

"The theatres and gambling halls are well-attended this time of night," he offers after a moment. At least his experience with the locals have given him that much familiarity. "..But if you'd prefer quieter company, I'd recommend the waterfront of the theatre district. There always seems to be some sort of small performance to listen to whenever I pass through."