[Kazuya ignored the curious staring, squinting at the monster for another long moment before turning away]

Give me a moment...

[He leaned back slightly and inhaled, closing his eyes (despite instinct screaming at him not to, he'd just have to trust Minato to watch his back) and focusing. Everything was so stifled and sticky here, it was difficult to sniff out their 'scents', but he could sense one, murkily, in the distance... across the river, in fact]

Across the river, in that direction. [He opened his eyes and pointed] Though, um... I'm not too keen on crossing it. Who knows what's in there...