He chuckles as he heads straight for the warehouse. "And I'll trust you to keep a sharp eye out." Waver is good for that too. He nears the warehouse and glances warily in the direction of the storm. His right arm tingles but it hasn't given up on him yet.

The inside of the warehouse is dark. Shiro takes a breath and changes shape. The yellow glow of his eyes lights the way ahead of them. He moves slowly, taking care not to knock anything over. 'I keep expecting to find some kind of tech to point us to what caused that storm.'