Ijin spent the nine minutes allowing the crowd to carry him from the scene of his crew's little stunt. Why the others had voted against being properly licensed to hunt he would never understand. Sure, the extra training had been a nice bonus. But if they had a license, they wouldn't have needed to skulk around District Security... Well he wouldn't have needed to. Those who had been with the burning food truck would have had to skulk still. Either way, Ijin made a mental note to get on their case about that once he rejoined them.
After nine minutes of walking, Ijin separated himself from the crowd, waited on the sidewalk for a unoccupied street car to pass by, and hailed it as it did with a raised hand and a cry of "Taxi!".