For what it was worth, Kithara didn't consider himself any different. Perhaps that was because he had long already considered himself something special. He never thought of himself like anyone else. That made the transition a little bit easier than anything else. It was ironic, considering that his arrogance had traditionally been a sort of hindrance for him. Regardless, he was going to have to face the music now anyway.<br/><br/>Well, the sirens more than the music it had sounded like! He wondered if she have gotten out of here instead of face whatever was coming up for him. It had looked like things were about to get pretty heated. While in his mind he saved the day, he had a feeling that the minds of the police who were coming for them weren't going to be so he was going to get out of here.<br/><br/>He whispered something to the girl he had been making out with, which she apparently had accepted judging by the thumbs up she offered him. Turning back a bit, he sighed and then stretched carefully. Leaving out the window, he figured it would now be best to leave before anything else had happened.<br/><br/>Kithara would let everyone else put up with the police.