Wordlessly as he let his own train of thoughts wander, he seemed to content himself to letting Xion lead their way out of the abandoned subway station, nonchalantly grabbing the handle of his guitar case as they passed where he'd left it. Thinking about it, the way the matter of her getting the point he'd wanted to make himself through his own injuries was something that Challo would've called 'passive-aggressive' and that was normally a term she didn't tend to use in good context. At least for now, it was a lesson to bear in mind and just hope that in the future, he'll be able to make a stand and at least get his own thoughts and feelings out.

It didn't take too long before their path took them back up the stairs she'd descended, his line of sight slowly sweeping about as he once more took in their new surroundings. Honestly, it was off-putting to say the least; to go from a city so full of life to one so almost senselessly desolate was an exceptional shock. And while the thought of giving Lucen back his life was concerning, more immediate worries came in the form of the basic essentials. They'd need to find food, water and shelter on a reliable basis if they were going to stay alive long enough to get to the bottom of this and hopefully, find a way to their new home... where yet more troubles awaited. But that was something he'd concern himself with later.

As their steps settled to a stop, he gave another quick study of their area before he speaks up again, "So where should we check out first? It's a whole city and I doubt we'll be able to cover it in one day."