After a few compliments about his map, Payne gave a small nod of thanks to the loud boy from before, and to Cyrus. The praise wasn't all that necessary, nor did he really care about his artistic skills, but it wouldn't bode well for him to be rude towards future guests.

He allowed Cyrus to pocket the map once he saw six guards enter the area. From what he had overhead via Biomass Rats, they were supposed to have a full day un-bothered and peaceful. So why were they here? The being of biomass shifted in his seat, eyes narrowing down into a glare, his hands clenching from their interlocked position.

 "I wasn't aware that we needed babysitters. This has never been done before." Cyrus spoke up roughly, before looking towards Payne, David, and Riley. "do we take them out?" Payne was happy to do just that, standing up to shred the guards to bits, but was distracted by Riley, whom needed a distraction to take out the cameras. Then they could enjoy the bloodbath. Payne grinned grimly, and walked forward, his shackles making a screeching noise on the floor.

"Go back to your seat, abomination. We are here for security purpo-" A guard began, brandishing a baton...until Payne simply spat at his gasmask. There was brief silence, and then...

"YOU FUCKING FREAK!"

The man tackled Payne to the ground, and the guards surrounded the two, laughing and kicking at Payne, their attention focused solely on the silently grinning superhuman. Payne turned his eyes to Riley, and blinked twice.