Kazuto rose an eyebrow, throwing his black blazer on, although he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, exposing his bandaged arms and hands; more agility this way. "We should all head out now." he replied to the formerly shocked boy, his normally scowling face a bit more tense as he heard the sound of groans, outside of the steel, crimson doors. Rotating his axe-hand, Kazuto narrowed his amber eyes, pressing his back against the door, while he used his free, left hand to unlock the door and grip the knob. "I have the staff's keys; We can head out the back fire-exit. There's a faculty parking lot there, with the buses..." 

This was quite more than he usually spoke, but he had to hurry, for his sister's sake. This was no time for staying silent and simply following along out of boredom. "One...two...three." Sharply, Kazuto turned the knob, while slamming outwards with a broad shoulder. The steel door slammed out of the entrance way, cracking open the head of three zombies that had been leaning and groaning against the doors. Without hesitation, Kazuto turned his determined, focused eyes to a nearby zombie. His grip on his axe tightened, and in a flash of red rubber and silver steel, the zombie's head was embedded mid-way into the axe's blade. Smoothly, Kazuto rose his leg and slammed his foot against the zombie's chest, sending it crashing quietly onto it's other dead mates.

"Let's go."  He began heading down the hall, the axe's handle now gripped in both fists.