"Maybe just some way to nuke the whole place from orbit. What a waste of air." Maybe Howard's feeling a little over-the-top bitter, but whatever, he's not going to waste energy feeling charitable to that place. He gestures up to his forehead. "Is that all...are you okay? After all that?"

Hopefully getting to lay waste to a bunch of security guards and clones helped Zou get out some aggression, at least a little.

"Figures. I'm probably more of a ghost magnet than you are." He looks over at his pile of rotten food. "Can we stay a bit longer?"