Raizo, keen on detecting quiet things in others, could feel the tension from her. This caused the young ninja to just nod politely to show he was listening, but not offering the means to continue the subject. He gave her his opinion. It was all he could do. The rest was up to her own beliefs.
Quiet footsteps was all that came between them now versus the idle conversation they shared prior, the Korean kept his gaze alert for any more surprise encounters. Get her to the Police Station. Get her to 'that manor place'. Those were his objectives. Objectives he could not fail.
The language on the building wasn't easy for Raizo to translate (his writing English somewhat poor when compared to his spoken English), but the insignia that donned its thick walls made him believe they had found their first stop, "Is this the Police Station?" She knew just as much as he about this place, but she was more familiar with American landmarks than he was. His life was bought and sold in Korea. That left him to rely on her knowledge for once, versus his own.