Even after delaying his return to Mira's place by stopping for food, then to watch a street performer for a while, then simply hesitating outside the building, Kai still didn't feel ready to get out of the car and go in. For the life of him, he couldn't figure out why. There was no one there but Mira, and there wasn't any air of danger that hadn't already been there, so why was he having such trouble?<br/>The shifter sat for some time, frowning at himself and at his sudden bout of indecision. Of course it wasn't helping, but Kai had a lot on his mind. No doubt with Ghost and Plum currently incapacitated for who knew how long, he would be expected to step up and "carry his own weight" until Ghost returned. He hated he attitude that put him on the same pedestal as their leader and the best killer they had. He wasn't like them, in leadership or in his skills as a killer. Sure, he could shapeshift, and that meant he could hide well enough to never be found even if a target had cameras. However, that was it. That was his only trick, and the only thing he had to even back that up was his martial skill and marksmanship. Those were hardly the traits of a leader.<br/><br/>Eventually, Kai made himself angry enough to storm out of the car and slam the door, approaching the house and cursing the whole way. He'd wasted too much time already, and exactly none of that time had been spent figuring out how to get Mira to return to PM with him. At this point, he would just as soon leave her until things were a little more stable. Just send some flowers every so often so she knew he was still watching.<br/><br/>Though the thought was amusing, it was immediately apparent that wouldn't be happening, if the familiar pale skin and red hair of Cherry herself sitting on the couch was any indication.<br/>A few different emotions flashed over Kai's face in that moment. Pain, rage, sorrow, then immediate joy. He expressed none of these, instead choosing to sigh and lift a hand in greeting. "Hey Cherry," He said softly, sounding...tired. The shifter noted the bag next to her on the couch, and it didn't take even his distressed, overworked mind a second to figure out what was going on. Cherry had the girl. Or the Coven did, or one of her weird friends did, and she was here to pick up a bag of essentials for Mira.<br/><br/>"Long time no see."