[he wishes he could say something else, but the silence endures and he doesn't try to break it. at least, not until Hiro's the one to ask a question; he glances back over his shoulder, then smiles a little]

It's the sort of place I'd rather you not go alone, but as for the illegality? Possibly. But then again, so is whistling on Sundays. I'm still trying to figure that one out.