There are two kinds of people here in this city. Ones who have their senses like you and me and those who are brainwashed or droned. The latter wants to have everything in a perfect order in their view, so if you say or do things that looks strange to them, they will call the police or some authority to brainwash you like them. You have to be careful to who you talk to.

[Making one more look around before waving his hand to tell her to follow him and resumed to speak in his normal tone of voice as he starts making his way back to his own home.]

It was my fault as well for talking about it a little too loud too, but it's a precaution thing. I live over at 849 Goldberg Street... and my name is Shirou. Emiya Shirou, nice to meet with you.