Zouichi paused briefly in between headshots. "That's a weird reason."

He started up again, drawing a bead on another clone, not bothering to get into actual physical altercations now that the objective was to kill Lash's clones rather than to disable them. This was business; efficiency was key.

In fact, this place was actually starting to remind him a little of home.

"You going to have someone incinerate your clones when you're done? Lot of genetic material lying around."