"Might as well." Says the darkness, but it turns out to be Shiro stepping out of the shadows. He's back in sleek white and black armor, but the air about him is different. He seems quieter maybe calmer.

"We're far enough away from the storm I can change shape and get us out of here. But if it gets any closer we'll have to retreat on foot." He moves over the glass and eyes the other warehouse, taking a step towards it.