<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000">Nadira chewed her mochi ball for a few moments, a slight smile pulling on her lips for a moment at the sweet taste. She looked over at the silvery haired man as he ate with her, only to be surprised by his tumble over onto her, his head falling into the crook of her shoulder as his breath steadied into the rhythm of sleep. Nadira smiles slightly, and eased the mochi he hadn't eaten from his hand. She slipped it back into the package for him to finish when he woke up, setting it back into her pack. <br/>
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She made sure the cover was settled back over Angel, trying not to rouse him. She rested her head against his lightly and let her eyes close. She didn't mind him sleeping against her, since it wasn't too different from her she slept with her siblings, squeezed into their tiny little apartment in the city.</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8000ff">By the time Teyha finished eating she had calmed down considerably. She set the duffel aside and gathered her dishes. She spent a few minutes getting together all the trays she could find on the bottom floor, and cleaned up the mess. She used as little water as possible to get it all sanitary, before setting everything aside for the night. <br/>
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She stretched slightly, and ducked her head to return to her little corner. She glanced around as she moved, smiling to herself as she noticed Angel asleep on the shoulder of the young Japanese woman who had acted as a translator. Next her eyes fell onto Parker, who had finished cleaning his gun once again, and had taken to sitting next to a broken window. She considered what do do for a moment, hesitating as she watched in silence. She really wanted to help him somehow, but more often than not she ended up with her foot in her mouth... As she had when she tried to help Ghost. After a few more seconds of thinking she moved forward, cautiously. "Hey, it's Parker, right?" She asked, sitting next to the crack in the wall to keep from getting in his line of vision. She settled down, and lowered her eyes, drawing her knees up to under her chin. She wouldn't force him to talk to her if he didn't want to, but the opening was there if he needed someone to talk. </span>