There's a strangely candid look of relief and gratitude that displays on his face at that answer. He doesn't...fully believe him, he can't allow himself to be so naive when it concerns mortals, but there's a good portion of him that wants to, and in a sense does. The expression itself looks genuine, at the very least.

You're a good man.

That, at least, he does mean. He turns to continue on the path once more, but then he jolts like a thought just struck him, and he turns to look at Tyler again.

Ah, I realized you mentioned going back to work, though that is scarce my destination. It most assuredly is along the way, however. If you must needs depart once we arrive, it will not be remiss of you to do so. I will be fine.

Maybe he shouldn't aim to go back home, not when he doesn't know if Steven or Hythlodaeus are still there, but. Going to work, or staying in public, neither are better choices. Little would he burden anyone else with this matter, and that aside, what allies and friends he's made have all decided to rely on him. He could go to Dirk's, but he likewise does not want to burden him with this.

Foolish, perhaps, when one might argue Dirk is who should be there for him over such matters, yet Solus is ever the sort to bear his burdens alone. A lifelong habit that he's not likely to break any time soon, if he can help it.