Ivan nodded his head in slight approval as Lucian agreed. It wasn't like the man really had a choice, Shizu needed to leave Israel. However, that didn't mean Ivan hadn't been worried because that would be a lie. He and Lucian had never gotten along, he only put up with him because of Elias. Seeing how the pilot was forced into this situation, he could easily refuse. After the not so welcoming reunion they had, Ivan was worried. It needn't be said that he would've convinced the man otherwise if he had refused. Luckily, Lucian hadn't.<br/><br/>It seemed as if relief washed over Ivan as tension left his shoulders. He was truly grateful to have connections with Lucian, even if they didn't get along. Having a pilot was useful for the organization and he wondered if Lucian realized that. Of course, the pilot was probably bitter about the constant dependency that they had on him but it couldn't be helped. He ran his hand over his face as Lucian mentioned that he wanted to depart as soon as possible. "Yeah, Shizu's condition is fine, so you both should be able to leave soon." He looked at the pilot, giving him a once over. Was he really alright to fly? He was obviously exhausted but Ivan felt that his determination to go home outweighed it.<br/><br/>He went to leave the room in order to get Shizu ready but stopped in the doorway. He let out a heavy breath looking over his shoulder. "I know that we don't get along that well and all, but...thanks. I really mean it," Ivan said in an awkward tone, not really used to saying words of appreciation to people often. He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to think of something else to say but gave up. Shaking his head he left the room, knowing that he would only make things more awkward by staying around. He moved through the empty rooms, searching through several cabinets and drawers. He stopped to ask a medic for some extra clothes, before he went about calling a few contacts about a small plane for two. He ended his calls before making one to Elias.<br/><br/>"How are things coming along," Ivan questioned, leaning against a door frame, watching as things began to settle done.<br/><br/>"Well I suppose, I have a few friends working on setting up the place for her," Elias replied.<br/><br/>"That's good news, I also need another favor," Ivan said, rubbing his chin slightly.<br/><br/>"Let me guess, you want me to make sure that Lucian has a smooth time flying, right?"<br/><br/>He could hear the smirk in Elias' tone. "You're a genius for a reason."<br/><br/>Elias snorted slightly. "How's Azrai doing?"<br/><br/>"I'm about to go check up on everything. I'll let you know." Ivan said in a gentle manner, knowing that Elias was worried sick. "Lucian and Shizu should be leaving soon, so make sure you're not too overwhelmed with work."<br/><br/>"Yeah yeah I know. I'll talk to you later, I guess."<br/><br/>"Yeah."<br/><br/>Ivan let out a sigh as he hung up with his comrade. Now was the time to have Shizu depart, whether Azrai would survive or not. That was just how things would have to go. He exited the room, heading back towards Azrai's, clothes and other items in hand.<br/><br/>----------<br/><br/>As much as she appreciated Zachariah's words, they didn't make her feel better. Yes, she wanted to live far away from that wretched village. Yes, she wanted to experience freedom, but it just felt wrong. Was it because of the promise they made? She knew she kept clinging to it but what else did she have? She really didn't have anything that was important to her aside from the promise. She knew that she was making the right decision and she could only hope that Azrai understood as well. It made her worry that Zachariah had doubts about his recovery but she knew that she couldnâ€™t hold such doubts. She knew that the transfusion had to work, it just had to. Maybe if she prayed to this God, then it would work, right?<br/><br/>It still didn't make her feel any better when Zachariah said Azrai would be unhappy. The man probably knew Azrai better than anyone else. Couldn't he have said that Azrai would understand? Of course, she had wanted a truthful response and he gave her one. Shizu shook her head as he spoke to her again. "Please do not apologize," she said gently. "It is not your fault that things have turned out like this." She glanced over at him, a small smile on her lips. "I....thank you....for everything," she murmured. It was true that she felt uncomfortable around Zachariah. Deep down, she knew that he was a kind and compassionate man but the past had left her with wounds that would take years to heal.<br/><br/>She tensed as he moved closer to her again, her hands balling into fists. She shifted slightly in her seat, trying to create a larger distance between them but she could only go so far. How was she supposed to survive in this world if she couldnâ€™t relax around people? She supposed that it would take a while, given that she could open herself up to do such a thing.  Surely, Zachariah understood her crippled past and was trying to help her with the transition. He truly was a kind man. She couldn't think of a way to pay him back for all that he had done. Perhaps with her departure, she could repay him. She would keep not only Azrai safe but Zachariah's organization safe as well.<br/><br/>She still needed to repay Azrai, giving him her blood would not suffice...but she couldn't repay him now. She blinked as Zachariah told her to take her freedom and live happily for Azrai, for all that he had done. Maybe he was right. She had been worrying so much on his negative reaction that she didn't think about the possibility of him wanting her to live happily. She nodded her slowly, taking his words into consideration. When they left the room, she stood silently, waiting to go back inside. She was more thabn prepared to sit at Azrai's bedside waiting for signs of progress to show up. However, it seemed as if that wouldn't happen as a commotion called for Zachariah to re-enter and Shizu to stay outside. She held her breath as she heard the low tone of Azrai's voice, protesting angrily. So, it worked, it had actually worked. Her chest clenched with emotion, tears springing to her eyes but she dare not shed them.<br/><br/>He was alive. She was so glad but she knew what this meant. She had half the mind to run into his room and see him but that would go against the plan. She could hear Zachariah speak briefly and held her breath when she heard her name. It would be best for him to assume that se was still recovering and not watching on him like a hawk. She listened to their conversation until it stopped. She wondered if Azrai had used up all his strength, which was the likely case. Letting out a trembling breath, she controlled her conflicting thoughts. She glanced up as Ivan came strolling down the hallway, a bundle of clothes and other items in his hands. She pushed off the wall she had been leaning against, looming at him with slight curiosity.<br/><br/>"I've gathered some clothes for you to wear, they may be a bit baggy on you," he muttered handing over her temporary outfit. "Lucian said he's ready to leave whenever you are," he muttered while handing her all the personal information she had processed in a small bag. "Of course, you won't have to leave until Azrai shows signs of recovery."<br/><br/>Shizu took the clothes and the bag, smiling sadly. "He has woken up but it was brief. I no longer hear Zachariah and him talking."<br/><br/>Ivan glanced at the door to Azrai's room, disbelief on his face. Her blood had worked, which surprised him. He glanced down at the gentle hand that touched his arm. "You should go see him. I shall change and inform Lucian of our imminent departure."<br/><br/>Ivan nodded before heading into the room with a gentle knock. He glanced from Azrai to their leader. He could tell there had been a commotion, the sheets had been crumpled and Azrai's head was upon Zachariah's shoulder. He closed the door slowly behind him. "I was told that he woke up briefly." There was a long silence, Ivan still not sure how to react. If anything, he was relieved that it seemed that Azrai was pulling through. That son of a bitch, he had everyone so worried. More than anything, he had Shizu so worried that she came up with a desperate, yet necessary plan. That plan had worked and Ivan was grateful for her, regardless of the consequences they had to face. Maybe Azrai would understand why she made such a decision, because she cared deeply about him. On the other hand, he could always try to pin the blame on himself and knowing Azrai, Ivan bet that he would choose the latter.<br/><br/>Clearing his throat, he turned his attention to their leader. "Everything is ready," he said gently. He didn't want to say too much fearing that Azrai would wake up once more. That man was smart and he would be catch on if Ivan gave away too much information. It was already bad enough that they would have to deal with the issued after she left. There was no need to raise hell before she left.<br/><br/>----------<br/><br/>Shizu had gone back into her original room, changing into the clothes that had been given to her. They were a bit loose but she couldn't complain; it was better than walking around in blood stained clothes. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her shirt for the umpteenth time, wishing she could ask someone how she looked. Opening the door, she walked out into the hallway. She wanted to head back to check up on Azrai but she knew that she shouldn't give into temptation. Heading in the opposite direction, she went to look for the pilot. She would glance into every room she passed, searching for a familiar face. She could hear people talk under their breath about what they had seen on the battlefield, what they had seen her do. Guilt racked her being but she knew that really wasn't her. She hadn't enjoyed killing all those people. With a slight sigh, she caught sight of Lucian.<br/><br/>"Lucian," she called out softly but loud enough to catch his attention. She quickly moved to him, fidgeting slightly. She actually liked the pilot; he had been nice enough to humor her questions on the plane ride to Tel Aviv. It had been interesting but she knew that his personality didn't please everyone. Oddly enough, she didn't mind it at all; he had been nice to her. He had taken her away from that horrible place and even entertained her questions. She was grateful, hell, she was grateful to everyone in this organization. Without them...she would never know what freedom was like.<br/><br/>"Azrai has woken up briefly," she stated lowly, not wanting others to hear. "As part of the condition I have made, I am to depart with you now, if you are ready yourself." She wasn't sure what kind of mood the pilot was in, seeing how he had come in a rather foul mood. "If you still require rest then I am more than willing to wait. It is thanks to you that I am able to leave," she said with a slight smile, bowing her head out of respect. As much as it was killing her to leave, she knew that it had to be done. She just wanted things to be easier for everyone and leaving was the only way. "I have everything that I need, so there should not be an issue."