Even inclined his head as Marluxia indicated for him to go first. Knowing where the garden was, and how it could be reached, made him head towards the kitchen. There were probably other ways out -- he had seen doors -- but he went by the route he knew.

To his relief, the kitchen was devoid of any of the usual inhabitants. He didn't know who spent their time there, other than Szayel, at least, but if any of them spent a lot of their day seated at the table, they weren't there now.