Weirdos and condescending bastards...unfortunately, Kiba had landed himself a partner who happened to embody a little of both of those. However, Niikura knew the rules: he would test the line, not cross it; he'd play according to the situation. So if Kiba wanted to take the lead despite having never looked at a proper map, that was fine--for now.
"Eh..." Niikura shrugged. "My first night here, I heard one of Jill's broadcasts; she mentioned somethin' useful bein' hidden in a shed out on the field. The guy I was with and I had to fight our way through one of those brainwashed patients to get in there, and in the end we got nothin'. So I don't know. Know she's supposed to be on 'our side', but as far as I'm concerned, she's not always trustworthy.
"Don't know anythin' 'bout the other one," he admitted.
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"Eh..." Niikura shrugged. "My first night here, I heard one of Jill's broadcasts; she mentioned somethin' useful bein' hidden in a shed out on the field. The guy I was with and I had to fight our way through one of those brainwashed patients to get in there, and in the end we got nothin'. So I don't know. Know she's supposed to be on 'our side', but as far as I'm concerned, she's not always trustworthy.
"Don't know anythin' 'bout the other one," he admitted.