Kyris watched him as he yawned and fell asleep, and felt an odd sensation of jealousy.<span style="font-style: italic">Must be nice, being able to sleep anywhere... No care for if you're actually safe or not... Toshi, you're being careless.</span><br/><br/>Why did she keep using his name in her head? And why did she care that he had no apparent concern for his own safety? That would only serve to make her job easier.<br/><br/>She sighed dismally, sliding the book back into her bag. Her stop was coming up, so she wouldn't be able to see where his stop was... Besides, it looked like he was out for the long haul. Still, her eyes were drawn to his sleeping form, and she couldn't stop herself from reaching out with trembling fingers and gently brushing a few errant strands of hair out of his face.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">...Soft... Kyris, pull yourself together! He's your enemy, you have to take him back to the facility! It wouldn't do to displease M'lady, you owe her much. Now, enough. You don't have time for... Whatever this is.</span><br/><br/>She clicked her thoughts off, brows furrowing. That's right. M'lady wanted Toshi at the facility... But she didn't mind if Kyris had to kill the boy either... What would happen to him if Kyris was successful in capturing him? Kyris stared at her hand, still absently arranging the boy's hair. She pulled away quickly (fearfully), though she wasn't sure if she was afraid he would wake, or if it was her actions themselves that frightened her.<br/><br/>Her's was the next stop. She trudged up to her hotel room feeling completely confused and utterly lost. Her chest hurt when she thought about the possibilities of Toshi's future should she succeed in her mission, but she knew she couldn't afford failure either. She tossed her book on the bed and flopped face-first after it. Kris looked up with a raised eyebrow. The book had fallen open, but not to the page she had marked.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Be wise!<br/>You must overcome<br/>All your difficulties,<br/>Not try to escape from them,<br/>For there is no such thing<br/>As escape.<br/><br/>A failure is not destruction.<br/>A failure is a challenge<br/>To overcome and go forward.<br/><br/>-- Sri Chinmoy</span><br/><br/>Wide eyed, she flung the book away, then buried her face in her arms. This was the first time that she could remember where she really didn't know what to do. In the end, she fell asleep, head still hidden in her arms, still fully dressed. Outside, it was only raining harder.