Was that disappointment he saw in her eyes? Surely not, judging by how confident she was. Kaz was pretty sure she could have any man or woman she wanted, and he was nothing special in the grand scheme of things. Why would she pick him? Sure he was considered an Ace Knight, but that just meant that he put his entire self into his duties. It didn't make him special, as everyone should always put forth all their efforts into their jobs.<br/><br/>"Have a good night, Shira. It was good talking to you." Kaz smiled genuinely to her, sincerely grateful for the company and the conversation. He lingered for a moment, his eyes moving between her and the glass, before he finally turned to exit the pub. The weather, of course, had not changed while he was inside, but it sounded like that was pretty normal. The only thing that was different were that the shadows were being cast in a different direction, indicating the passage of time via the 'sun' that flew overhead.<br/><br/>A little while later he reached his sister's home, a modest block in the educational district, as she was a student still. Inside, Cara was busy in the kitchen, filling her apartment with the most amazing smells. It was warm, of course, for all her stoves tops and the oven were firing at full blast. She was delighted to see her brother again, and had gone all out on dinner, setting up an amazing spread, which Kaz consumed with a perpetual grin. They joked quite a bit and talked about their lives since the last time they had seen each other, which had been quite a while ago.<br/><br/>Kaz stayed there, reminiscing with his sister until the wee hours of the morning, then decided to head back to his block. He had a good time with her; he always did. Growing up they were the closest out of all the siblings, for they thought the same way on most subjects. Not to say that they did not did not disagree at times, but what kept them close was their ability to debate without arguing emotionally.<br/><br/>**<br/><br/>After an uneventful night's sleep, Kaz sat straight up just before his alarm chimed the time. He was pressed, dressed, and fed within minutes, and was already in the hanger, waiting for Shira's arrival. The hanger was almost completely devoid of human life, save for the couple of eager beavers such as himself, and some still loitering around after their night shift had ended. He sat on a crate near his mech, idly 'speaking' to it as if it could hear him.