He stepped to the side and watched the workers stream by, debating for a moment before deciding to test the authenticity of his uniform, and joining the press leaving the factory. He rolled his shoulder as he walked, placing the papers in a satchel on his hip, and put on the air of a bored soldier on his way to lunch. While he hadn't planned to meet with Sapphire for lunch, it would make a nice chance to relax, and he could observe one of the security check points for a bit if she hadn't been. If the crowd didn't seem to be heading toward one of the exits, he would break free of the press, but he was hoping most of the workers were leaving the factory area for food.