When Kyris woke, night had already fallen. The field was no longer ablaze with the setting sun, but rather bathed in a silver, ethereal glow. Her heart fluttered weakly in her chest, and her breathing was still shallow and ragged. Her head pounded, and she could tell her fever had gotten worse. She should be shivering, but as her awareness slowly returned to her, she found herself wrapped in clothing that didn't belong to her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Toshi... You looked after me? Even after I tried to bring you back? I owe you more than an apology now. </span><br/><br/>Slowly, she sat up, eyes searching for him. Kyris spotted him a little distance away, and made to approach him. Her legs were shaky, and she fell back to the ground with an undignified yelp. Huffing, she tried again, more slowly this time. She half walked, half dragged herself over to wear he sat, and handed his clothing back to him, "Hey... Thank you."<br/><br/>She sat near to him, but not too near, "I know you probably have questions," She started, voice hoarse and unsteady, "I'll answer them the best I can. But first I want to apologize for... Pursuing you. I didn't want to, but I didn't think I had a choice. Turns out, I did. Have a choice, I mean. You can rest easier now; no one's going to be chasing you anymore."<br/><br/>She bowed her head towards him apologetically, then waited for him to speak.