Duo glances out the window for a long moment, thinking. Would corralling them all in one spot be for the best? Or would it be better to keep them somewhere that they could run on a moment's notice. He didn't doubt the ability for any streetkids to be smart, to escape on their own instinct, but these things were a whole other level.

"...Yeah. There's a basement, storage. I think there's an entrance to it on the building exterior, so in worst-case scenario--" There's another explosion, louder this time. Like that. "--They can probably scramble." Duo slides up, heads for the doorway, glances back. "You can move yet? I'll gather them up if you can watch our backs."