Kira had been brought to the federal building shortly after speaking with Casey on the street. Although some of the other victims were taken to a hospital, most of them were here as well. They had all been allowed to clean up so Kira enjoyed a long, steaming hot shower and then changed into the grey sweatpants and hoodie provided in the changing room. After that she was shown the way to a sort-of waiting area or lounge that had been prepared for the new arrivals.  The area was large enough that even as the other victims trickled in after cleaning up, each of them was able to find a private spot to sit. None of them felt like talking with the others so they steered clear and waited while agents came around to each of them to ask questions, etc.<br/>Although her hair was still damp, Kira had warmed up for what seemed like the first time in ages. As she lay on a couch, watching a distant wall-mounted TV that was streaming the news, she heard loud footsteps running towards her from behind.<br/>Samuel ran across the lounge to where Kira was, embracing her as he came to a stop. He hugged her tightly and Kira buried her face in his chest, her eyes welling up with tears. They stayed that way for a long while before either of them spoke.<br/>"You alright?" Samuel asked, the simple question the only thing he could say with the lump in his throat. Kira nodded, and choked out a "Yes." Both of them smiled as they hugged each other tighter, both refusing to let go.