Cherry did her best not to shift away from Kai as the man sat next to her, letting his head drop to her shoulder, "I don't have a handle on shit, Cherry. Never did. Know how to pull triggers and change my face, but that's it."<br/><br/>Cherry resisted the urge to scoff, resisted the urge to feel nervous. Kai made her so anxious sometimes when he talked like that. She had carefully constructed an image of Kai and he constantly was trying to shake it.<br/><br/>It felt like forever before Kai answered her question, but Cherry waited patiently. She knew based on the hesitance on Kai's side, he was definitely thinking over being honest. When he thought it over, he tended to choose the more honest route. Surprisingly.<br/><br/>"I don't know," he finally said, "She's a good driver, good fighting instincts, now she's a vampire thanks to you. Ugh." Cherry inwardly flinched, choosing to avert her eyes once more. The shifter didn't notice or didn't care to as he scooted back some to lay his head in her lap. "I don't know why, really," the man reiterated, obviously trying his best to figure it out himself.<br/><br/>Cherry leaned her head back, letting it rest against the wall behind them. "Don't do this, Kai..." she muttered. It was too late, though, "I've missed you." His admission didn't surprise her, she had known it all along. She missed him, too, but it was done. It was over and they couldn't say these things out loud. She was almost angry that he had the gall to.<br/><br/>"You don't miss me; you miss a costume. It wasn't real, Kai," she insisted, her eyes staring at the ceiling. She insisted for both of them, really. "I didn't come here for this, ya know..." she stated, licking her lips. Her mouth suddenly felt so dry.<br/><br/>"I'm here to let you know that Mira is going to stick around with me...and that you need to leave her alone. You can check on her in a disguise or something, but you can't come at her as Kai...you just can't come at her at all."