"Well Eri, I think your career in public speaking would be a good fit for you." Hisao nodded, finishing the last of the tea.  "But Jacob, what is it that you'd like to do with yourself?"  The question wasn't really a spur, but more a very curious wondering.  Hisao hadn't thought the boy would do much of anything except for hang on to Eri like a tick without a voice.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Masako passed by gentley cradling a bleeding cat and stole Hisao's attention for a moment.  He noticed the cat was indeed Justin and scowled a little.  "What has that stupid cat done now?" He demanded.<br/><br/>"I don't know yet," Masako replied with more than a little exhasperation.  "I'll find out when I treat his wound and get back to you."  She took him into the kitchen and held him with one arm before setting a towl down on the table and laying him gentley on top of it.