[Casually, Malik pulls off his helmet and sets it in his lap, but he still doesn't bother to move from the bike.]

You seemed pretty interested in it, actually... [An interest born from concern for her friends, but he technically wasn't lying.]

We should talk in private. [He pulls the Rod out from his belt, pointing it at her with an pointed little grin.] And since I think you'll object to me using this to communicate...we'll just have to move!