Eir woke to the sound of Sayuri shaking her awake. If Freya, her Siamese cat, had done that, Eir might have shooed the cat away. "I'm up, I'm up," Eir said to Sayuri as a sleepy smile crossed her face. Freya had chosen to sleep on the couch farthest from Eir. Her thoughts drifted to a corner as she opened her chocolate eyes to the blazing sun. She blinked her eyes several times to clear her vision as she waved her hand infront of her face. "What are we making again, Sayuri? I forgot," she nearly whined and laughed at herself for sounding so childish.<br/>Her thoughts were still wandering from past to present and the mistakes and everything they had to get through to get here in security. Then how would they make it to the supposed scientist who would help them clear their names or whatever it was they were supposed to do. She didn't really know what exactly he or she would do since Eir hardly paid attention to the politics on news channels anymore. She gave up trying to understand them any longer. She just listened to what the others had told her and kept up in a notebook she carried around with a cat on the front that looked like Freya and a pen she carried in a backpack looking holder. That and the blanket and pillow and some provisions for when the time would be absolutely necessary.