He was pleased with her decision, she was sure of it. She could sense that a lot of pressure had been raised off of his shoulders. This pleased her as well. She caught the glance that he had thrown behind them and she wondered if he was still wary of their pursuers. In all honesty, she was still feeling rather anxious herself, but that was natural. She hoped that they would be able to hide away until they were gone from this country. She had little doubt that she would be found once they left but she was still worried. She didnâ€™t know if her father would give up or not. Who was she fooling? Obviously not herself. Her father would come after her like he always had whenever she tried to escape. She would be pulled back and locked away, but this time it could be different. She wasnâ€™t by herself this time; she may have the chance to finally be free. Her stomach rolled uncomfortably as she thought about being pursued. Would she constantly be running her entire life? Would she ever truly be free from the clutches that her father held over her? At this point, she wanted to believe that she would but belief never got her anywhere.<br/><br/>She took note of the faint smile that touched his face briefly, which only proved that he was pleased with her decision. These decisions that he had been asking her to make were rather easy to make. She didnâ€™t think that she would be offered so much in one night and they all seemed to go towards the dream that she had for such a long time. Was it fate that led him here? Did Kami-sama truly love her so much to send her a savior? Or was this all a dream that she had yet to wake up from? Perhaps she had been killed during the Hunt and she was envisioning what would have happened if someone, like Azrai, had come to rescue her. She almost felt the urge to pinch herself but that would be silly. This had to be real or else she would go insane. She glanced around at the flashing lights, her sensitive eyes aching but she had to take it all in. She may never get a chance like this again.<br/><br/>As they walked into the large building, she took the time to look around at the paintings hanging on the wall. She appreciated each brushstroke that it took to create such beauty, reminding her that this was not Edo anymore but something more modern. It was nice to see that this place still held its history close to its heart. Maybe this transition wouldnâ€™t be as hard as she thought it would be. She smiled at the Maneki Neko lined within the hotel, it symbolized luck and she was sure that this place was blessed with luck. She glanced away from the Maneki Neko to the beautiful bonsai tree sitting on the clerkâ€™s desk. It was cut perfectly, something that she thought people would have lost touch in. Japan had this unnatural love for nature and animals. Everything was incorporated one way or another whether it be in the form of statues or a piece of art, nature was symbolized in every single thing. That was one of the things she was going to miss about Japan. The beautiful cherry blossoms and the architect of the towns and cities, they all made her feel at peace. She wondered if she could find something similar in other places.<br/><br/>She could only hope for such a thing.<br/><br/>She watched as Azrai stepped into a small room, the doors had slid open for him automatically. She was curious for a moment, though to into consideration that he was rather exhausted and did not pose a question. She silently entered the room, wondering why they were standing in it. Was this their room for the night? It seemedâ€¦a bit too small for two people, perhaps this had not been a well thought plan. That was what she had thought until the door closed and Azrai pushed a button that illuminated with light. She read the number four before holding onto the wall for her dear life. The room was moving!  She glanced over at Azrai who seemed to pay no mind to the motion of the room and she had to contain the panic that threatened to escape her. Just what in the world was this? Since when could rooms move like this? It wasnâ€™t fast or anything but it was making her feel rather nauseous. She let out a slow, steady breath as the room came to a halt and the doors slid open. They were not on the floor they had just been on, instead the doors opened to a long corridor full of matching doors. She immediately followed him out of that demonic room and down the hallway.<br/><br/>Stopping in front of an ordinary door she was almost disappointed that it didnâ€™t open automatically for them. When it was unlocked and Azrai entered, she was hesitant. It was obvious that this would be the room that they would be staying in. Vermillion hues narrowed as the light was switched on and after a few moments of adjustment, she curiously began to look around the room. It wasnâ€™t elaborate or regal, which was something that would seem out of character of Azrai. The decorations were simple and tasteful, she had never been one to show off the riches that her stepfather had then again, she had never been able to have that opportunity. She noticed objects, which she assumed was furniture, placed here and there around the room. She stopped as she looked at the bed and realizing that there was only one. Her mouth went dry and she hoped that she didnâ€™t look like a mouse trapped in a corner by a cat, because that was how she was feeling at this moment.<br/><br/>If he offered to share the bed, she would politely decline. She preferred sleeping on the floor anyways; it was what she was used to. Besides, he deserved the bed more than she did. She watched as he moved the pillows before offering the bed, just for her. She glanced away from the bed and over at him, sucking her lower lip between her teeth, she bowed lowly towards him. â€œYour offer is very kind and I take it with great appreciation, however I cannot accept it. I am rather comfortable with sleeping on the floor, I guess you could say that I am used to it by now. So please, sleep on thisâ€¦futon for the next few nights I assure you that I will be fine. Besides, I feel as if I am still a bit restless, so the futon will be of no use to me at this time.â€ She offered a reassuring smile before turning away from him, her eyes glancing around the room more. â€œIf you will excuse me, I shall use the water closet.â€<br/><br/>It took her a few moments before she found the bathroom before closing and locking it behind her. She let out a deep breath, trying to be sure that she was comfortable with staying a night alone with a male. A wave of nausea came to her as she remembered what normally happened during these situations. She shook her head telling herself that Azrai meant no harm to her; he was trying to save her. But she still couldnâ€™t help but be afraid of him, she hardly knew him at all. Trying to clear her thoughts, she looked at all the items placed on the counter in the bathroom. She picked up each one, reading the labels; one was in a language that she had never seen. She opened the bottle, sniffing the contents before sneezing. The aroma of fresh linen clouded her sensitive nasal passage and she felt a headache coming on. Placing the bottle down, she moved towards the tub. The porcelain was cool to touch and she yearned to take a bath, though this was different from the onsen she was used to. She glanced over her shoulder, looking into the reflection of what she assumed was herself.<br/><br/>Nearing the reflecting glass, she sneered a bit at how horrid she looked. She was sure that dirt and blood hid most of her skin. She could still see the bruises littering her body. Her hair was unkempt and dingy looking. She leaned closer opening her mouth, a set of fangs gleamed in the fluorescent light and she winced as she poked them gently. Closing her mouth, she stared into the mirror for quite some time before deciding to rinse herself off quickly. There was a towel and what seemed to be a woolly kimono on the wall. It would have to do for now. She moved to the shower, after five minutes she figured out of to work it, she turned it to the hottest setting before washing off the blood and grime from her body. The rinse was quick and effective in making her feel better. She wrapped herself up in the woolly kimono before exiting the bathroom. She moved around silently, barely making any noise before sitting on the chaise in the far corner. She glanced out the curtains gazing at the night life, she wanted to explore but knew it was safer for her to stay inside. She drew the robe tighter around her, tucking her legs to the side. She was feeling rather tired but her mind was racing.  Perhaps she would try to sleep, it would make tomorrow even more tolerable. She shot a quick glance over in Azraiâ€™s direction before deciding that she was safe. Her eyes fluttered close, before she was swept away into a light slumber.