The Balladeer just shrugs. "Sounds good to me." He's not sure how many other people would go there - it IS very open - but he's pretty familiar with it himself. He can make a better chase there, he's sure. Plus, getting a few more animal comrades couldn't hurt.

He turns to head in that direction, glancing warily along the alleyways. "I can hear people - their lives," he explains belatedly, gesturing towards his head again. "Those things aren't alive, so they're just quiet. It's...unnerving." He's seen dead bodies before. He knows how it sounds when someone goes silent. They just don't usually get right the hell up again afterwards. "Anyone else is gonna stand out in this."