A voiced called down from the only tree on the ledge. "Look at you! Your a popsicle! The longer you stay here the more false hope I get! Kiyu told me so!" Yuki jumped off a high branch she had perched herself on. She walked over letting her white hair flow behind her. She reached a pale thin hand toward him and picked him up by the shirt. "I have never lost hope in myself and I DON'T pity myself. Leave before I make you." Her voice held a hostility unknown to others.