Kaiba sighs and follows him, briefly stopping by his room to shed his outer layers. The orange polo is almost dry, at least, but he'll need a shower soon too.

"We think they want to be called Wester now, but we haven't been able to speak to them since we figured this out. They've being held in custody for a few days to make sure they don't terrify anyone else with vigilante justice. They should be let out soon, but..."

He just looks tired. Really tired. "Where are we going?"