"...I'm not sure what I'll be," Abe admitted, hands curling together across his chest. "I can take care of myself, but in what direction I've yet to decide."

His plans for the night had gone up to returning the device to Minato and any self-defense that might have followed, he hadn't expected it to go nearly this smoothly. Now it was either try and go downstairs again, alone--and from what he'd seen of the place the doors were locked to him if not to others--or just go back to bed and give up on the night. Or wander more. Abe was weak here, but information was still his greatest ally.