Kyza sighed as he listened to the young woman--Brayden, as she introduced herself--sob away and cry with fear. It seemed that she was now going to replace Tara as the clingy woman looking for protection. He could not believe the weakness in each of the others; Robin could not take pain, despite his size, Tara could not be mature for a second, and now this Brayden would not stop crying in fear. How he was able to keep himself in check with such people was beyond him. How they survived before he started killing for them was an even bigger mystery.<br/><br/>"Quit your crying," he barked to Brayden. "If you keep this up, the infected in here will hear us, and then we'll be in for a fight. I'll kill anything that gets near me, but near you, I might not save you. Now, we go to get ammunition."<br/><br/>Kyza had intentionally not told anyone his name. He was taught in the Yakuza that identity is meant to be secret. He was a bit lax when it came to signing for things he bought, like his imported anime DVDs, but to individuals who had no need to know, his name remained his own.