He has no intentions of being anything but. A secretive bastard is all he knows how to be. He lets Strange walk for a moment, well aware the man has no idea where they need to hide before he starts down a path of his own making once more.

"I have similar thoughts," he remarks without even looking over at the other man. As if that is any surprise to Strange.

Unfortunately for them both, the trip to the entrance to what Solas hopes is an eluvian network is slightly longer than one day's travel. Solas isn't keen on further conversation and if allowed, would gladly continue walking in as much silence as Strange is capable of even as the sun starts going down. He won't be the first to suggest they stop for the night and set up camp.