"Yeah. If nothing else there's something like safety in numbers at a time like this, and it doesn't seem like the backstage crew is paying that much attention to keeping us separated now."

Which makes Leon feel more than a little suspicious, but if he starts assuming Efrain's two steps ahead of him on everything he won't get anywhere. Not that he wants to underestimate the demons either, but it's a balance to walk.

"I'm not sure who out of all of us could fight a demon and win. Not me, probably. Without a gun or anything I'm kind of just some guy." Some guy who did survive and put down wall of viscera that was trying to eat a subway car with him in it, but that barely counts. He had a rocket launcher at the time. "I know we've got more than a handful of people who can use magic though, which puts most of them above me. Distractions and dealing with crowds, though, I can do."

He glances away for a moment, thinking carefully, before looking sidelong at Sephiroth.

"What about you? Where do you think you'd do best here?" He hesitates in asking this largely because he imagines Sephiroth doesn't really want to think about his raw destructive capabilities right now, but it does bear asking. To his credit, he does seem apologetic about it.