Once outside, Kai stood there pouting. He was a bit baffled, even if relieved to outside. Even though he wanted to be on the streets again, he felt very aware that he was the reason they left. Probably prematurely. "You didn't want to buy that comic?" he asked. Kai, forever and always the kill joy. "You always say that you will do what I ask. Always you ask me what to do. Where to go. What to eat. Why don't you be more selfish!" Because he didn't know what he would do if things kept going so unrealistically.