"This is all foreign terrain for me, but going to a more secure location to explain to me what exactly is going on would be a good idea," Six said as he idly reached up to scratch at Sleeper's chin again. (The creature honestly felt a little strange against his neck, but there was no arguing with results: He didn't feel as off-kilter as he had in all the gas.) "Not sure how well you can pacify a crowd, Sleeper, while trying to keep my head clear at the same time, so this 'Excelsior' sounds like something a bit more manageable from that standpoint. I won't have to hold back against machines." He looked to the kid. "How far is it and is there a clear way to get to it?"