Maruki paused for a moment, a tentacle now latched onto the jutting rooftops as he hauled himself up. Maybe he will get a taxi from there, distances were surprisingly cut short in the context of this world or how some areas were more active and easily percieved in comparison to others.

Whatever the hell that meant. He could guess somethings but more or less it seemed related to magic.

Or it only mattered to him so far I didn't have to get back to this room via getting revived.

"I didn't....wow, I didn't expect that out of him- he's usually more reasonable and maybe a little carefree in comparison," he blinks in surprise. He knows all too well about that world and what had happened to the Maruki there- Zenkichi specifically approached him to inform all about it. He wonders if the reason to it was...just as charitable as one would expect while approaching someone who has the potential to be a monster. "Even with-"

He stops.

Against all expectations, Maruki's expression twists into something more scheming. Right, this call is probably being tracked.

"...nevermind him for now. Are you injured anywhere? Bleeding? Missing limbs? Your voice suggests otherwise but- oh okay I think I am at the Crossing now."

Just took him 5 minutes. Easy.