At this point, considering his job description, Jeremy felt he could tell the difference between paranoia and simple caution. He knew he didn't suffer from paranoia. Paranoia is when you think someone is after you. Jeremy KNEW someone was after him. Several someones.
At this point, Jeremy didn't want to find out whether this mutterer was a random crazy person, or someone who was feigning craziness and hoping to nab him. He decided to cut south.
Jeremy left the man. His stress level, already at a record high, went into new levels of fear. This would explain the extent of the breach. Whoever it was had a mind mage. He pulled his mind back, closing in on himself. Trying to conceal and repel any attack that might come.
He looked for the first alleyway on the west side of the street, and took it.
Jeremy emerges from the alley in the middle of a small courtyard...the word yard being very loose. It was more of just an unclaimed patch of packed dirt road too small to build a house, but big enough to stretch some clotheslines across.