During their entire walk, he couldnâ€™t help but wonder if he really could get Shizu adjusted to the modern world. So far she seemed to be doing alright in handling herself well but stillâ€¦ Could he do it? A part of him wanted her to remain here in Japan; this was her home, where she belonged. You cannot just drag someone away from their home, against their will, but still. He knew if she stayed here she would end up back in that village if he left her here. He would never be able to live with himself if he failed, but then again maybe he didnâ€™t care about it all that much. Not wanting to fail was more of a pride-driven thing after all. Maybe it was not his place to just come in and take her away even if that was essentially what he was doing. Then again maybe she would like Israel, sure it was rather hot there and was very different from Japan, but at the same time it was a mixture of the old and the new, similar to Japan. Only time would tell, however.<br/><br/>It could just be wishful thinking on his part, but it was worth a shot. He would not force her to stayâ€¦ whoever she was going to be staying with. That would be arranged when they got out of their current situation, however. He was someone who could only focus on one thing at a time especially when he was tired, did it very well mind you, as again he has a one track mind.<br/><br/>Stepping out onto the street, the old world seemed to vanish instantly, reminding him that this was how the world was: city lights, roads, cars, trucks and other methods of transportation. There was a small part of him that almost wanted to stay in the forest away from the modern world but knew he had to continue on. Having not slept in about two days and not having much rest today he was completely exhausted and he knew he shouldnâ€™t push himself. When he rested at the village prior to Shizuâ€™s rescue, he had only stopped in for a drink and left. If he wanted to he could probably close his eyes and fall asleep right here, but he remained strong. Strangely as much as he wanted to sleep he was still way too on edge to even think of relaxing at the moment, knowing that they had to keep moving. He supposed that was the only thing giving him energy at the moment. The city was in view, they were close, and it would not be much longer now until they reached that old hotel.<br/><br/>When the first car zoomed by, he looked behind him, noticing that Shizu had jumped a bit, curious. She then looked at the road with the same curiousness, and then watched as yet another car drove by them. Her reactions were not surprising; this must have been the first time he has seen such things but she continued to handle herself well. Her concern about the â€˜fireâ€™ did amuse him however, but he was too tired to even grin to show such amusement. He also respected her, and showed understanding that she would have these concerns.<br/><br/>â€œThose â€˜creaturesâ€™ â€“if you wish to call them thisâ€¦ know that they are manmade and are not living breathing things however- are modern methods of transportation,â€ he said in reply, â€œthey are much faster than horses.â€ He didnâ€™t realize just how exhausted he was until he spoke. His voice sounded dull, despite him being naturally soft spoken. He pointed towards the cityâ€™s skyline and explained, â€œThe city is not on fire; what you see are theâ€¦ lights illuminating the skyline.â€ Figuring this would be the best way to put things. He would explain it a little better one he got some rest. When it came to explaining things he was never one to give excessive detail and always to straight to the point. He didnâ€™t mess around with little things, he said what he had to and that was that â€“being someone who always got straight to the point. He had also said he would explain the modern world to her as they went on, and he was a man of his word after all.<br/><br/>He would continue taking it slowly, despite it being obvious that she had questions about many things.<br/>Somewhat lethargically taking a step forward, walking along the road, he looked over his shoulder, and gestured for her to follow â€œThe road isâ€¦ safe to walk on, yes.â€ May as well tell her now that it was fine since these modern roads were nothing like the dirt roads in the village, he said to himself. It was a two hour walk back to the city. Being a military man he was use to stuff like this, walking long distances, but Shizu may not and he took that into consideration. Since they were out in the open now he slowed his pace a bit but even then he still moved quickly.<br/><br/>He had connections of his own that were waiting to hear of his progress. They, well, they were the reason he was use to some old customs and such, old prayers, old ways that have been greatly modified in order to fit in with modern society. They clung dearly to what they had and refused to give it up. You could say they were the main reason he was like this, doing what he did, pushing himself the way he did. In a sense they were the people who catered to the violent side of him and greatly admired his skills both as one of the top military snipers in the Middle East and as someone who was loyal to his faith and would die to protect what he valued. Now, the question of was Shizu something he valued comes up, and the answer was not an easy one: this was his job after all, and he doesnâ€™t like to get attached to people. He did value all life, yet there was a side of him thatâ€¦  Well, part of him really was not sure.<br/><br/>He had not known her very long to say if he truly valued her, but he would not deny that he was not letting her go back to that village. It was not out of selfishness or pride, nor was it fear of failure; he just did not want her to go backâ€¦ Maybe he did care for her in that sense at least though the feeling was rather faint, he found. But maybe it truly was fear of failure and he just cared because this was indeed his job, and he was told to keep her alive.<br/><br/>Since they were out in the open now he had to holster his weapon, but his trusty Desert Eagle was still there by his side. He kept his guard up, refusing to show falter even in his fatigued state, remaining vigilant. It was needless to say that he was someone who would not hesitate to plant a bullet in oneâ€™s skill, evident by how quickly he had killed that man. Even his expression, as tired as he was, said as much: he would not allow anything else to stand in his way. They had gotten this far and he refused to go back empty handed. It was just not allowed at this point. He has just gotten too far now, even if she did not trust him completely. Hell he may never gain her full trust, and he knew he was going to have a hard time trusting her. Subconsciously, something told him she was different from most people and not really in a quirky sort of way.<br/><br/>No, there was something more to Shizuâ€¦