The hug help to re-energize him, and by the time he was released he was starting to look more like himself.
He coughed, nodding and rolling his shoulders, looking back to the building with a thoughtful hum. "I think I took us to the least practical spot in all of New York," he said with a small laugh, "I was thinking with my heart instead of my head." Being surrounded by art was a nice way to go, but hardly the strong hold they needed. "We need someplace built to keep them out."