Ylik looked around at the Restless and shrugged as he thought, 'They must be in some sort of sleep-like state... pity, I could use some entertainment. I haven't killed anything in almost three weeks, I am overdue.' Ylik let the cords of flesh fall from his arms and began walking down the street, away from the sleeping beasts. Perhaps finding somebody who could guide him was the best course of action. Granted it meant he would not kill them, which is something he did rather enjoy, but the pros of having a guide outweighed the pros of having a few moments fun. Ylik walked, keeping a lookout on either side of him as he walked ahead.<br/><br/>Thomas shook his head as he said, "It's not likely that anything is in here. This door is the only way in or out, and you need a specified code to use it. Besides, if they get attacked they'll broadcast our position to anything else out there, then we're totally screwed." Thomas holstered his weapon and said with a playful shrug, "Besides, those two might be able to find even more useful stuff while we gather what we came for from my place."