Despite the fact that he could have used a number of techniques, he wasn't entirely sure how one protected themselves from vampires. Did normal tricks work? Or had the closet given him an axe because that's what it thought he needed? He scrunched his face, wondering whether or not to take it with them, and decided it was for the best. Picking it up, he slung it over his shoulder, and followed Sakura out the door, gripping the handle with both hands so he'd be ready to swing should anything pop out at them.
"I guess this thing could take off heads real easy! That's how everyone says to kill 'em, right?" He paused, before tilting his head, "Not that I want to kill them or anything, but it's a kill or be killed situation, right?" Yeah, that sounded right. Besides! If someone was hurting Asuka, perhaps they deserved to die. She may be annoying, but he couldn't help but care about her - after all, she wasn't a bad person or anything. Just bitchy.
She actually reminded him a lot of Sakura, but he'd never say that out loud.
"She'd be somewhere on the way to the kitchens, right?"