After having settled his mind through his ride, for now, Kazami had decided to test his familiarization of the city by walking through it. His plan had failed spectacularly, and he spent the next good while wandering around the city. As a matter of pride, he refused to consult the map. After all, he should know the insides of Stacy like the back of his hand, if he were to stay here. Right?

He pauses in a clear area, and would slip by it if there weren't some young man over there waving a sword around. Curious, Kazami decides to stop and watch for a bit. He doesn't want to interrupt, though. He's seen it often enough to know when someone throws themselves into exercise to take their mind off of matters. Instead, he stands at a respectful distance, arms crossed, carefully observing.