She felt rather sorry for Lucian, seeing how she wasn't exactly the most talkative person in the world. She had spent most of her life being unable to speak with anyone that she found it difficult to speak. She thought that she would be able to speak more now that she was free but it still felt strange to interact with another person. Even when she had been around Azrai, they didn't really carry that much of a conversation. That was just how they had been with one another and she had been content. Lucian was different; it seemed that a small bit of conversation seemed to help him pass the time. She knew that she would have to become more outspoken, but it was rather difficult.<br/><br/>She didn't want him to think that she wasn't interested or anything, she truly enjoyed the time she was having. It was just hard to explain the feelings she had. It was all scrambled about at this point. Throughout the flight, she felt so many feelings and sometimes she wondered if she would be alright. Would she be able to move on from all that had happened? Sometimes she would think about the promising future she had ahead of herself and she was happy about it. At other times, she could feel this overwhelming sorrow take her away from the elation that she was feeling. It was even harder for her to deal with these new emotions because she had only experienced a few throughout her days in the village. Fear and sadness, those had been the only ones that she had known until she met Azrai. Now, she was bombarded with so many feelings that she felt like she was going insane.<br/><br/>Was it normal to feel the way that she did? She wasn't sure and she didn't want to ask Lucian for his opinion. She wasn't sure if she would have to explain herself to him and it would be a grueling task to inform him about her life, even though they had to time for her to do so. She was sure he wouldn't want to hear such depressing things; she could already sense his discomfort. Ever since they left the base, she knew that he was feeling a bit uneasy. She wanted to know why but found that it would be intrusive if she asked. How would she be able to make any sort of bond if she was unable to open up? Was it so hard? She knew the answer to her own question and she simply let out a gentle sigh. She made sure that she wasn't getting Lucian's attention with her mood. Surely he would take it as her just being a bit nervous about going to Canada. That was normal, right?<br/><br/>She tensed slight when he looked over at her, but she gave him a small smile. Her fingers let go of her hair, knowing that she was displaying a nervous habit of hers, which was not very ladylike. She wanted to tell him that nothing could really displease her because she was grateful for everything. She was still slightly surprised that they were going to give her her own place. It was actually very exciting, to have her own place, a place where she wouldn't have to be locked away forever in. That was a pessimistic way to look at it but that was simply how she thought. She would be able to leave whenever she wanted and she didn't have to worry about someone constantly watching her. No longer would she be sheltered and harmed, she would be able to experienced life. She smiled a bit to herself, the future was bright.<br/><br/>Her brows furrowed a little bit and she tilted her head. "What is jet lag?" That was definitely something that did not sound pleasant to her. Would the plane have a negative effect on her? She felt a bit nervous about what the term he had used meant though surely it wasn't too dangerous. She glanced out of the plane once more, not wanting to show too much of her anxiety. She glanced down to see the ocean and she was fascinated by it. She had never seen anything so blue before, her mouth hung open in awe. She could vaguely make out the white tips of the waves and as she looked farther ahead, she could see that it stretched out for miles. It was almost like the sky. She looked away from the ocean, feeling her legs beginning to ache a bit.<br/><br/>She stretched them out a little bit, trying to ignore the slight pain. They had been in the plane for a while now and it was only natural for her to start feeling uncomfortable. She wondered how Lucian could stay in a plane for so long but the conversation that they had when they were leaving Japan came to mind. He truly loved flying and she could understand why, there was something calming and terrifying about being so high off the ground. She let out a slight yawn, covering her mouth a bit to hide the tips of her canines. She knew that Lucian had yet to discover that she was not human and she would prefer to keep it that way. He seemed like such a nice man and she didn't want to taint the view that he had of her, whatever that may be.<br/><br/>She blinked a bit before looking over at him as he spoke to her once more. She gave him a gentle, reassuring smile while nodding her head slightly. "I believe that I will adjust fine. I truly appreciate the both of you," she said with sincerity. She was truly grateful to have met such selfless people, especially after leaving that forsaken village. She glanced down at her hands, fidgeting thanks to her nerves. There was a thought that plagued her mind and she wasn't sure how to bring it up. Her smile slowly faded as she continued to think.<br/><br/>What would she do for blood? She hadn't expected to leave Azrai so soon, or the others. Only Azrai, Ivan and Maverick knew that she needed blood to survive. Now that she was no longer around them, she had no one else to help her out. She would have to get in touch with Ivan somehow. She didn't want to reveal her secret to anyone else, least someone become terrified of her. If she would have had it her way, she would have never revealed her identity to anyone but things never went her way. She glanced over at Lucian, wondering what his reaction would be if he knew. The fear that she had filled her chest caused her wounds to ache. She winced slight as she gently touched her chest, a frown on her lips. Although they had given her blood before she left, she knew that she would need more soon. Her body had lost a lot of it today and in order to recover better, she needed to consume blood.<br/><br/>It was just a good thing that her body had yet to convey to her brain that she was craving it. She suddenly felt unsure if she would be alright on her own. How was she supposed to sate this hunger that she had? Who was going to keep her in check? Shizu let out another sigh as worry and filled placed a heavy weight on her chest; she briefly thought of Azrai and her blood that was now in his veins. She truly hoped that he would only have aggression issues, which had been more common in her village when she had given blood. If he picked up any other traits...she was sure that they would blame her. She had simply wanted him to be safe and alive. Was that wrong? Was it wrong that she had only mentioned the common side effects of the transfusion? There were many other things that could happen to him, expect for a transformation. She was sure that they didn't need Azrai in a demon form.<br/><br/>She really needed to talk to them about it. Would she be able to contact them? Surely, Lucian or Elias would allow her to talk to Ivan or Zachariah, just as long as she didn't speak with Azrai, right? That was all that mattered with her condition. No contact with Azrai for however long they wanted. She frowned once more as her emotions kept going up and down on this rollercoaster.<br/><br/>---------<br/><br/>They sat next to one another in silence for a while, the air around them feeling a bit awkward. What was he supposed to say now, aside from the conversation that they would be having a little later down the road? Ivan wasn't much of one to have all his worries gush out, it was more of subtle ways he let people know. He smirked slightly as Azrai spoke of the room and he shook his head. "I told Maverick to not let you stay there too long," he murmured while taking a swig of his drink. The bitter taste made his tongue tingle slightly and he embraced the feeling. Of course, it would take a lot more to get him inebriated. All these years of being Azrai's drinking buddy and friend hadn't been for nothing. Sometimes he almost wished he didn't drink so much but you know how things get. Once you have a couple of beer and you reminisce on the past and missions, things just went on from there. "We'll go outside once we finish this bottle, alright?" It was a small compromise that Ivan was making, allowing Azrai more time to rest and relax.<br/><br/>There really was no need to bring up all that had happened at this point. He knew that things could get heated instantly, especially if one of them said the wrong thing which normally happened. Ivan really wasn't in the best physical condition to start throwing punches and he was sure as hell Azrai was nowhere near that state either. He knew that his friend was just waiting for him to begin his lecture but Ivan preferred to drag things out longer than necessary. He liked making people suffer a bit, maybe he was a bit of a sadist at times. He really hoped that things were calm while they spoke about their last mission and the battle that had ensued. It would be a shame if he had to get into another scuffle, least he ruin his good looks. He nearly laughed at the joke he made to himself, knowing that Azrai would probably laugh too but decided not to say anything. He knew that Azrai was being far too serious, as usual.<br/><br/>He finished off his drink as Azrai asked him that question that been hanging in the air. He tensed a bit, not sure of he was really pissed or simply thought that it was the best answer. He glanced at Azrai briefly before he let out a long sigh. Taking hold of his friend's empty cup, he poured him another glass and handed it back to him. Once the glass was taken, he poured himself another one too, while he thought of a response. "When have I ever not been upset with you?" Ivan asked, in a mildly joking tone though there was some truth in it. "Ever since the first day we met, you've pissed me off." Ivan stroked his chin gingerly as he peered into the darkness. Was he really that upset or was it worry that made him feel this way? He was sure it was the latter of the two but if he told Azrai that he was worried, then he'd get an earful from the man.<br/><br/>"I don't think it'd be right to say that I'm upset..." Ivan said before taking a large gulp from his drink. "But I wouldn't say that I'm not upset either. It's complicated." Dare he say that he could understand why Azrai did as he had? That spending the last few moments with Shizu in the convenience store caused him to have some sort of realization. Surely, Azrai would not want to talk about Shizu and her last few hours in Israel. She would come up in later conversations, but for now it was best to avoid the inevitable topic. He briefly wondered what made Azrai think he was upset, when he hadn't said a word. Although, it could have been clearly seen when Ivan had gone to Japan to save his ass. For now, he would give him a partial answer to the question that had been asked because he was seriously trying to figure it all out himself.<br/><br/>Ivan was glad that the conversation was trying to be steered into a different direction at this point. He was never that good at trying to explain himself or having a serious conversation with Azrai. In the past, when he was mad, their fists had done the talking but that was childish, wasn't it? This time, things were a bit more severe and throwing blows at one another wouldn't solve a thing, expect for getting out some frustration. That was why they needed to have Zachariah and Maverick there to mediate between them or else things would get out of hand. Maybe when Azrai was all healed up they would fight but for now talking seemed like the best option. He wondered what would happen to their friendship now. It was on the line, wasn't it?<br/><br/>Ivan cared about Azrai like he was his own flesh and blood. He was one of the few who could deal with his impassive reactions and dry sense of humor. They had been friends for such a long time and although they fought often, nothing this serious had ever happened before. Well, not since Cassandra but that had also been different. Ivan had played no role in her death while he was the one who saw to it that Shizu left Israel. Yet, if Ivan had changed his mind about Azrai, he wouldn't have sought him out. He wouldn't have brought a bottle of wine as some sort of small peace offering between them, even if Azrai didn't see it that way. He had yet to turn his back on Azrai and he wouldn't just because of this, even if things were a bit strained right now. He could only hope that Azrai would be able to recover from Shizu's departure faster than he had from Cassandra's death, even though Ivan knew that even now, Azrai still thought of her.<br/><br/>Only time could tell and Ivan would be there to whip Azrai's ass into shape when it came down to it.<br/><br/>"For right now, there is no rush to rebuild anything. After all that everyone has been through Zachariah feels it necessary to take things easy," Ivan said slowly. He finished his drink, resting the cup on top of his knee. "I'm sure that he'll call us all together when he's ready to get down to business." He glanced over at Azrai, knowing that he wasn't that helpful. Zachariah had already stated that there was a lot of work that needed to be done but they were to remain off the radar for now. Ivan was sure that they were the talk of the underground organizations at this point. It was best to quietly rebuild and look out for anyone else who tried to go against God's will. "Anyways, we probably won't do anything until you're completely healed."<br/><br/>Ivan slowly stood up, stretching his aching muscles. He really should've followed Zachariah's advice and went to go get some rest somewhere else. He was feeling it in his bones and his body was still recovering from the battle, though he wasn't in that bad of shape like some of the others. "For now, let's get you some new clothes and outside, yeah?" He glanced down at his friend, hoping that their small talk and drink put him in a better mood. He had left whatever else that was in bottle for Azrai, knowing that it wouldn't really do too much to the man. "I'll go try to find something for you, so just wait here." Not like Azrai would be able to move too far with his current condition. He shook his head at the thought and left the room to go look for some spare clothes.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before he was back with a bundle of worn clothes. He knew that Azrai wouldn't be too picky since he was walking around in a hospital gown. He held out the clothes to his friend. "I was informed by a medic that you still had traces of poison in your blood. We'll have to give you another dose of the antidote soon until itâ€™s gone," he stated in a tone that left no room for arguments. Ivan knew how much Azrai hated anything close to medical attention but it had to be done. Although Shizu's blood was working on healing him, Ivan didn't want to take any chances. "Once youâ€™re done changing, we can go outside for a while." He was about to ask if Azrai needed help changing though he immediately knew the answer.<br/><br/>He clenched his jaw slightly, knowing that it was a death wish to ask if that stubborn mule needed help. "I'll be waiting outside the room for you." He exited the room, before letting out a long breath. Still, even after they spent a little time together, it still felt awkward. Hopefully it would clear up soon or else Ivan didn't know what else to do. He leaned against the wall, shoving his hands in his pockets. Did Azrai know that Shizu saved his life? He was sure that Maverick must have said something about it. Ivan wanted to know how it made Azrai feel. He wanted to ask Azrai about his opinion on everything that he had been told since he woke up, but that probably wouldn't do much good. He could already tell that Azrai was upset that she was gone but what more could they do?<br/><br/>It was too late to bring her back and the others here didn't feel comfortable around her, much to his dismay. He knew that Zachariah and Maverick wholeheartedly appreciated what she had done for the organization; he only wished the others could see past Shizu's true form. Ivan made sure that no one was bad mouthing Shizu before Azrai came up or else that would be a disaster as well. He just needed to get him outside so he could have a few moments to regain his senses. He knew that soon Lucian would be landing in Canada, so he would feel a little better knowing that they were safe. Maybe he would relay that to Azrai or was it best to be quiet about it? When would be the appropriate time to talk to him about Shizu?<br/><br/>Naturally, they would have this conversation sooner or later but Ivan wanted to understand on a deeper level. He already knew that Azrai wouldn't delve too much to his inner thoughts around everyone else. Should he tell him Shizu's parting words? Or would that make him feel worse? He rubbed his face; wishing things hadn't become so damn complicated. It was best to go through things one step at time, just like Zachariah had mentioned about rebuilding. There was no rush to tackle everything at once, no matter how tempting it seemed to be. Now Ivan could use a few breaths of fresh air too, for this headache that was developing was putting him in a foul mood.<br/><br/>---------<br/><br/>The drive hadn't been long thanks to his skills from playing crazy taxi. He was surprised that he hadn't gotten pulled over, but he was a hacker so it wasn't like he would get the law involved. No, he wouldn't allow anything to delay him from meeting them. Well, maybe getting pulled over would've passed the time but Elias seriously hated dealing with the law. After all, he broke into their systems on a daily basis to do what he was needed. They were too slow to even realize it and he would hate to have to deal with them in person. Honestly, he hated dealing with anyone in person unless it was absolutely necessary. Maybe it was because he was slightly socially awkward when it came to the general public but thanks to Lucian, he had been able to adjust over the years; only because Lucian didn't find it entertaining to be inside all day.<br/><br/>Elias sighed a bit as he parked his car before looking over at the clock. He let out a groan as he leaned his head back on the headrest. Why did time have to go so slow? He knew that he was here early but still, time should've moved by sooner. He had already decided where he and Lucian were going to have a drink at and what would be on the menu for food. They would go to one of their favorite bars in downtown Toronto and chat about the days when they were crazy teenagers. That would be the start of how things would be going back to normal, though he was sure that it would take a few days. As much of a perfectionist Elias was, he knew things wouldn't be easy, especially since they had a new person to look after. It wasn't like Elias wasn't excited to meet Shizu; he just hoped that she liked everything.<br/><br/>He knew that it must be hard for her to have to adjust to a new country all over again and the fact that she wasn't allowed to speak or see Azrai must be hard. All that they could do now was making sure she was taken care of and that she was happy. Surely it wouldn't be too hard, right? It was just like trying to get him out of his apartment, right? He still recalled when Lucian would have to drag him away from his computer in order to get some 'fresh air' as Lucian liked to say. He laughed a bit remembering how stubborn he used to be when it came to leaving his home, even as a child. He was glad that he had someone like Lucian in his life or else he would truly be a recluse.<br/><br/>Some people may question what kind of relationship he had with the pilot and Elias really didn't care what anyone thought. He was sure that the two of them knew where the stood with one another, even the lines seemed a bit blurred at times. He sighed once more, rubbing his tired eyes. He had been running on four hours of sleep ever since Azrai contacted him in Japan and he definitely could use some rest but there were more important things to do than sleep. After he got nice and drunk tonight, he would sleep for days upon days. He lifted his head off of the headrest and looked at the clock once more. He was seriously close to slamming his head into the steering wheel. This wait was killing him.<br/><br/>Falling forward, he thought about what they would do with Shizu. Would they drop her off at her new place? Would she be alright? Maybe they should invite her out as well, that way she could get used to what Toronto nightlife was like. Or maybe she just wanted to be alone. Elias was a big worrier, probably more than he needed to be but he couldn't help himself. When it came to Lucian flying around all over the place, he sort of developed the habit. Then when he met Ivan and Elias, they had dangerous jobs as well, so it continued to grow. Even some of his acquaintances called him 'Mother Hen' because he worried too much. He blamed everyone around him for making him worry, but in the end he really didn't mind. If no one else worried that much then they'd all be out of luck. Still, Elias tried to contain himself.<br/><br/>The hacker let out another sigh, ready for Lucian to land his plane. First he'd hug him then punch him then hug him again. He had been so worried after finding out that he had been kidnapped. He hoped that he wasn't ruffled up too much. Maybe they should reschedule their outing, Lucian must be extremely tired. Then again, he was sure Lucian would want to feel a bit normal after all that he had been through. Elias smiled slightly, knowing that Lucian was probably more than happy to be coming home, more than that ass would admit. Elias let out another sigh, he would get out of his car but if he did he would pace. Typically pacing made him look suspicious so he would wait until ten minutes....or thirty before they landed until he got out of his car.