"I'm coming." Nyoko replied, frowning a little. She has already stood up, keeping her arms crossed on her chest, as to hide the portion of her ribs and side, way too exposed for her taste through the rip in her clothes. Without making a noise, she followed this strange woman. If she wanted to kill them, she'd have had many opportunities beforehand, and she didn't even take her katana from her side, and thus she decided to trust her, but there was something unsettling about her.<br/><br/>Haruki, upon finding out about his discomfort, naturally attempted to fall asleep again, but somehow found himself unable to. Maybe it was the creaking of the ceiling above his head, or maybe it was that he's already slept for long hours, but no matter how long he kept his eyes closed, he couldn't fall asleep. An hour could have gone... And maybe it was just a few minutes, really. Losing track of the time was more than easy.<br/><br/>That was, till he heard someone's footsteps drawing near. It seemed to him as if two pairs of feet were descending down a staircase.