Taking Blake's hand with nonchalance, Nyoko followed, half-closing her eyes again. Her lashes fluttered at that gesture like the wings of a butterfly, and she walked in her typical cat-like way, with the black hakama waving behind her legs after every step she took. For a while, she remained silent, waiting for Jabo to disappear. She wasn't going to let that drunk fool hear out her personal matters...<br/><br/>When he was far enough, she took a deep breath, and opening her eyes wide again stared at Blake's face. She was completely serious without losing one bit of her elegance. "Please, tell me the truth and tell me everything..." she requested silently. "What happened yesterday? The black fireworks. The air went strange after they were released, and everything around felt heavy. I could sense that even though I had a few cups of sake in me. It wasn't anything natural. I could swear I saw something moving on a roof, and Haruki was weird, too. The red thing that's usually in his hair or around his arm was on his hand. Don't tell me nothing weird happened there. Besides, why else would we be going away now?"<br/><br/>Nyoko was many things, but not stupid. She was lazy and a slacker, but she wasn't blind. And she was provocative, but not ignorant. Many things, indeed, but empty-headed wasn't one of them.