Tony didn't necessarily expect an answer. He hadn't expected total silence, either, and he stopped as well, straining to hear any movement, and trying to look casual by picking up a dusty...thing from the shelf. He raised a lip in disgust, not sure what to make of it, and was quick to put it back down, which meant he was really lagging by the time he tried to not appear as though he was hurrying ahead to peer around the corner, back down the aisle where the costumed person had gone. "Or you just don't, didn't mean to imply otherwise..." he tried to continue conversationally.