Once Nick pulls away, Xander reopens his eyes and looks over to the homicide detective before moving away from what he was forced against. What he hears causes a weak, but strained smile to appear on his lips as he straightens his shirt.

"I moved to the city in the middle of August." At least he was quite honest with his response. "...But I wasn't aware that you were here either."

His attention turns to the floor, to locate his bag and anything that spilled out of it when he was forcibly moved. For all he knew, he could have dropped by Nick's cart.