Honestly he wasnâ€™t all that surprised when Shizu had politely declined his offer. Knowing he should have perhaps seen it coming, he just have a slight nod of understanding, proceeding to slide his gun under the pillow and lay down on the bed when she went to use the restroom. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, further relaxing himself. Usually he had to be so drunk he couldnâ€™t see straight to get any kind of sleep because of his damned insomnia. This was one of those rare times where he really needed to get some sleep lest he collapse, he was glad this day was finally over that was for sure. He didnâ€™t even know what time it was but he assumed it was somewhere in the early morning and he would only get a few hours of sleep. A few hours of sleep were better than nothing, though, and he was alright with that. He was use to functioning with little to no sleep normally so it wouldnâ€™t bother him however he knew he was not going to feel one-hundred percent in the morning.<br/><br/>Good thing, speaking of drinking, he had a bottle of wine in the refrigerator he was saving for just such an occasion. Even now sleep was not finding him easily but at least he was relaxed. From all the walking he has done today he was a little sore but he would feel better after he got some sleep. That was all he focused on, sleep. Or so he wanted to anyway, as there were many things still racing through his mind that kept him awake. Drinking that bottle now was tempting only if he were more awake to even feel like moving. He really didnâ€™t need the alcohol anywayâ€¦ Well maybe that wasnâ€™t entirely true at least in his mind. He always needed alcohol; it was the one true thing that gave him comfort. Rather he was much too tired to even put much thought into it right now.<br/><br/>It was about seven in the morning when he finally woke. He didnâ€™t really feel any better than when he had gone to bed, but again some sleep was better than none. The light had not been switched off last night so that combined with the light from the sun creeping through the window hurt his eyes a bit as he adjusted to morning. Instead of rolling over and going back to sleep, however, like he often would when he was this tired, he forced himself to get his ass out of bed and start the day. He did have a lot he needed to get done, after all. This was no time to sleep, and he was strangely somewhat wide awake anyway now that he was up and about. That was probably him being use to a different time zone, however, or at least that was what he figured.<br/><br/>From what he saw Shizu was sleeping soundly on the chair or so it seemed â€“maybe she got a better nightâ€™s sleep than he did. He decided not to disturb her and went over to his suitcase to grab a clean change of clothes before heading into the restroom for a much needed shower and shave. Itâ€™s been at least two days since he has showered and surely he looked horrendous, he thought. However he was surprised when he dared to glance at himself in the mirror. For someone who spent two days walking through the forest and not getting that much sleep he didnâ€™t look as much like someone who waltzed out of a horror move as he thought he would. When he finished cleaning up and changing into fresh clothes he returned to the main room and threw his dirty clothes in one of those dirty laundry bags that are usually already in the room, tossing it near his suitcase.<br/><br/>Sighing lightly, he sat back on the bed and pulled his gun out from under the pillow, holstering it after he made sure the safety was on. Having fresh clothes was nice, but his jacket could use a wash and he decided not to put it back on for the time being, until he left the hotel again.  Nobody really likes the feel of dirty clothes, even if it is a jacket. Naturally, he was still very much on edge and he found he could not sit still for very long and eventually he stood from the bed and paced the room a bit, deep in thought as he thought up his next move. Last night had been tiring and he was still feeling a bit sore from all the walking, from pushing himself like he did. And there was still so much to do and he was running out of time. Suddenly he felt bad, Shizu had been keeping up with his pace so far and surely she would feel the effects as wellâ€¦<br/><br/>He looked out the window and sighed softly. For now he would simply let her sleep but he knew they would be on the move once again. Very soon, from the looks of things, assuming he can get through to his connections. Most of them were probably either still sleeping or just getting ready to go to sleep, or were at work. He knew a good many people who could help him out with this that he could rely on, only problem was that they lived in different time zones. Japan was the one country where he was on his own; he didnâ€™t know anyone here at all unless he decided count Shizu.<br/><br/>In his restlessness and while she shill lingered on his mind, he suddenly wondered if Shizu would drink some coffee as well if he made it as he moved over to the coffee pot. You could say this hotel was not quite as traditional as some of them usually were, having been modernized. Being finicky about his coffee he had brought his own rather than using what was provided. Usually he was not much of a coffee drinker but this was just one of those mornings where he needed something to give him a little more motivation. He had a feeling he was going to need all the motivation he could get.