Kiryu just looks more thoughtful at that, like he might even be considering shifting his thoughts about the Porter to be more religious. Which he is. He's far more ready to accept that the Porter is similar to a god than Alastair, although he still doesn't see it as a good one.

"It does act like one," he said, sinking down on his bed. He finally reached out to turn his radio down. A little. Just enough that they didn't have to yell. "But so did that damned dragon, and he's hardly worth my respect...and so did Security..."

A smile crept across his face as he remembered the strike he'd finally taken against Security. It was a pity he was caught so soon after that; his small act of terrorism was so brilliant...

"Peru doesn't matter. I want to visit, but not as much as I want that bitch to get what's coming to her...maybe force her to listen." He reached out to grab his duel disk from next to the head of his bed. Such a basic, rudimentary duel disk compared to what he'd known back home. "When I wanted Security to listen, I used force. They had to pay attention to that..."