Kii looked over at Ryou when he mentioned discrimination.
Right. I need to watch my words, He thought, offering an acknowledging nod to Ryou confirming that he got the message. They weren't here to cause trouble. They weren't here to try and kill anyone. They were here as representations of their village and as Shira herself. They had to at least attempt to show some nobility. When Ryou agreed with the escape plan Kii looked over at Shira next, wanting her opinion on the matter. She, as pleasant as usual, went on a sugarcoated analogy on why they were all in good hands.
Still, a bee sting can kill. One sting can attract more bees to go on a rampage and sting every living thing around. Kii thought in argument, but he didn't say it aloud. He figured bees were a pretty dangerous insect and they were easily provoked. It is because they are so easily provoked that they were so feared. Comparing the Jinchuriki to bees really didn't make Kii feel any better at all.
Shira then, pretty boldly, made her way over to the Samurai just after another person that went in. She even...Demanded to go inside.
This wasn't going to end as perfectly as Kii hoped, would it? Oh well. She had a right to go inside and, hopefully, the Samurai would take her arrogance in humor considering that she was a young girl and the handler of a absurdly powerful Bijuu. Getting in was a breeze after that. Kii could tell the Samurai were biting their tongues as they let us inside. They were really tense, Kii realized. That wasn't a good thing.
Inside the three of the ninja were directed to a meeting room with the others. There was someone in there that would explain what was going on to them. Just like Kii first assumed it did have to deal with Konoha. Kii stayed close to Shira, eyeing the other Jinchuriki inside. It was definitely intimidating to be in a room with so many potential powers, but Kii felt a little more confident here in an inclosed space. Thing about explosions was that they were dramatically more devastating in something like a sealed room where escaping their radius was all the more difficult. Kii made a battle plan. If one of them attacked, he'd retort with a quick attack to blow them away then focus on blasting through the walls so Shira and Ryou could get out. Tactically, Kii imagined killing every person in this room in self defense. He started playing scenarios in his head and how he'd escape them by violently devastating his opposition. His brutal imagination was probably the opposite of Ryou, who would likely think the best of these Jinchuriki where Kii was already assuming the worst case scenario.
When asked to take a seat Kii would remain standing, a foot or so behind wherever Shira would sit.
"We will have a code word," Kii would whisper. He looked at Shira, those serious eyes expecting her to consider these Jinchuriki as more than just busy bees. He didn't mind who thought of the code word, but once it was said they would all fight and flee. The code word would be a signal to retreat at the first sign of danger before the enemy realized that they were about to jet.