"Unless Harold wants me to head back over, I think I'm done back from over there entirely," he admits, although he thinks he might be persuaded to go back over if Karen were to ask him. Maybe she doesn't need him to protect her, but he might feel a little better if he's there to make sure no one gets any ideas about how they can treat her.

Or maybe he can convince her it's best to carry a firearm.

"Would you be interested in getting some lunch?" he asks. There's still a part of his brain trying to talk himself out of this, but a larger and much louder piece is telling him there's no harm. It's only lunch, it isn't as if he's asked her on a date, though he has a feeling that's coming. Maybe there's a chance Darrow can be different.