"Can't argue with that." Being in the same room with that thing was growing rather uncomfortable.

With that Kuzuryuu took a few steps toward the door, before looking back at Heiji. "With how much time, effort and money was put into this it makes me wonder what kind of fucked up organization would bother." He exhaled lightly. "Anyway, where do you want to go? Most of the places I've been don't have very good hiding spots. The Gallery is mostly just open space. Guess the Theatre could work, though."