The next morning, Francis exited his room looking fully human and walked outside. stretching, he retrieved the roll of tape which by now had returned to it's original size and shape. walking back into the cabin, he smiled at the sleeping snow leopard in the middle of the room.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~She looks so... peaceful.~</span>he thought as he grabbed four eggs from the fridge. As he began to cook them and create a couple of omelets for their breakfast, he kept glancing at Elin's sleeping form.<span style="font-style: italic">~Why do I feel like she's more than just a guest here? There's got to be a reason I can't stop staring at her...~</span><br/><br/>As he placed the finished omelets on the table, he absentmindedly crouched down and started to scratch the snow leopard behind the ears. "Hey sleepyhead, time to wake up." he whispered in her ear as he realized he was probably overstepping a normal person's boundaries. Then again, he wasn't a normal person.