The boy doesn't really respond much, other than to shrug, but the girl grins, mouthing 'good luck!' to Ryoji as he heads inside.

The warehouse has clearly seen better days, crates and tarps littering the large, mostly-empty space. There's a smashed box near one of the supports, but otherwise it's quiet.

... Or. Well. It would be, if there wasn't a ghost rapidly appearing in front of Ryoji. "Get out!" He brandishes the knife towards Ryoji, flames starting to appear around him.