"He has another performance tonight. He always has to do a couple of them every day." Kido replied as he went to fetch a blanket from the bedroom. "Why do you think he shouldn't be out there, though? It hasn't been a problem before, and he's pretty tough, anyway. He should be okay." Finding the blanket, he skipped back out of the bedroom, placing it on the table of the small main room. "I think there's a mattress-type-thing that the last person here left somewhere. I'm sure I can find it."

Outside the building, Felice had stopped for a minute to consider whether he should wait for Kido. Perhaps he should go back, after all. He really didn't trust that strange man who showed up... 
No, Kido would be fine. He had that...thing that he did. And besides, it wasn't like he hadn't learned anything during the time that they had spent together thus far. He sighed to himself as he turned to walk to the plaza. Kido would be fine...