9S won't stop them from leaving, though he's slow to move away from the stairwell. He'll risk a stab or two if it might get him some information.

"Hold on," he says quickly. "There've been some disappearances around here lately. I'm helping my friend from Xian Le get to the bottom of them. Would you two happen to know anything?"

He's bending the truth, but again -- he's desperate for any scrap of intel.