Ankh clenches his hand into a fist, letting out a frustrated sound. That's far away. Too far. No good for what he needs. What good is a body that's not there to be taken? He'll just have to find another one. It's a big city. There has to be something he can use, here.

"...where's the other one?" He turns himself back to Hina, untensing a little. "The man in the ugly clothes. Him. Is he in Japan, too?" The question is punctuated with an irritable huff.