It maybe took a while, but eventually, even Haruki proceeded to get out of the house. He followed the way Blake took to the backyard, and stopped in the door, leaning against its frame. It was really pretty big... Especially the bath there. That seemed to be big enough to swim in!<br/><br/>He yawned, and stretched himself, silently watching Blake fill the bath without even trying to make him notice himself. That would surely mean having to help... And that was a no, thanks. No way. He felt incredibly privileged and lucky to stand on his own two feet.<br/><br/>In the meantime, the memories of yesterday started to return. It would explain all the empty cups... And why he has the sash that he uses to tie his hair on his hand. He attempted to remove it, but the strange sign, burned into his skin underneath him stopped him from doing so. Something bad was going on, worse than what he thought yesterday...