This is not close to the furthest Goro has ever got. If he keeps quiet, he can get quite far—though never further than the door of the ridiculous restaurant. "The Ark of Elite, really," he mutters, with audible disgust and, somehow, chagrin.

He turns to offer Ren's faceless visage a shadowed, slanted smile, through the slits of his blue-white mask. "Unless it got tougher, I'd say you and I can take this place apart. And I don't mean with paint cans."