[His eyebrows rise and fall, an inscrutable flicker in his expression.]

It doesn't really have a name. It's an organization, but it attempts to work mostly behind the scenes. This is the headquarters of an operation.

[Half-truths are good enough; he lies primarily as a form of self-preservation. His expression brightens, and he places his palms against the cushions he's sitting on, pushing himself up.]

But yes, there are certainly supplies. I don't think there's any point in trying to take much technology back with us -- the computers on the Moira are more advanced. There are other things... food, weapons, clothing.

[As far as he's concerned, Cassandra is welcome to some of Misa's.]

What are you interested in? We probably have time for you to see some of Tokyo.