[ Okay, he concedes on that one. Normally he's good at avoiding confrontation, but normally the streets aren't full of people rioting and stampeding. Royce twirls his dagger idly, his eyes flicking to the doorway every so often. ]

The riots are going on. [ He shrugs. ] Half my contacts have gone dark. Building I was holed up in got ransacked. You've been out in the middle of it, you know what the damage is.

[ He's paranoid by nature. This all just ramps it up like crazy. ]