For a few hours, Toshi finally got the rest he so desired. It wasn't like laying on the ground fainted. It was a sleep in a bed, and that refreshed him a lot. When Kyris woke him up again, he was only sleepy. He didn't even feel sick anymore.<br/><br/>Blinking and staring at her face for a moment, her words finally reached his brain. "Mhm. Sure... Take it, but it stinks." he replied, sliding off the bed and searching for his clothes on the floor. Without a T-shirt on, he appeared unnaturally skinny, his collarbones too pronounced and his ribs on the verge of sticking out, but he moved surprisingly quickly when he pulled the top over his head. Searching for his shirt took longer than the rest, but eventually he got that, too, and stopped hectically running around the room with a wild black mess on his head.<br/><br/>"I guess the car's still there. If it is, we can't use the window..." he thought out loud while he was lacing his boots, sat on the edge of his bed again. "But going out of the front door will be kind of obvious. I mean, we're a couple of young people carrying weapons. You ain't gonna hide that saying you're... Cosplaying or what." he muttered. He could stack his katana under his shirt, but the hilt would still be too visible. It was too long to hide! And he definitely wasn't leaving that behind.<br/><br/>Finally tying his boots - though a little lazily - he quickly raked through his hair with his fingers, and bound a few wisps at the back of his head into a lousy bun. He sprang back up to his feet, hanging the sword over his shoulder and fastening the belt that held it at his back, and glanced at Kyris shortly.