Ghost gave a strangled yelp when Plum pulled him up by the collar of his hoodie. She got in his face. "You can't drag me in here and banish me to watch TV. You clearly wanted company--you said so yourself. So now you got it buster. You're going to talk and you're going to start talking now. What's on your mind?"<br/>Ghost was taken aback by Plum's insistence, and opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't find the words. He gave an exasperated look, then simply closed the distance between their faces, kissing Plum with surprising gentleness.<br/><br/>Thyme smiles again, glad he was able to make Brie feel a little better. He finished his cooking and put the food aside, moving over to Brie and pulling her up by one hand into a gentle dance around their room, continuing to sing as he did so. His slender fingers entwined with her own and he led them around the room, holding her close. "I am here for you always, love." He said, resting his forehead on hers.<br/><br/>Kai raised an eyebrow when Mira announced that she would take the bed and he could take the floor, but didn't respond otherwise. He continued watching TV until she fell asleep. He caught Chuck's name from her a few times, and looked over. "Foolish girl." He said quietly to himself. She would be broken before her training was over if she kept this up. He wouldn't have any other choice. Sighing, he stood and stretched. It would be dawn outside before he slept, if he even slept tonight. Sleep was a luxury he normally couldn't afford. He strode from the room, locking it from the outside, and made his way to the elevator, letting it carry him down to the fifth floor, where all the training equipment was. Approaching a set of punching bags hanging at different intervals in the center of the room, his paced quickened into a run, and he leapt, turning in the air to slam a devastating kick into the first bag, causing a sound that echoed through the warehouse-sized space. The bag swung on its chain, but Kai had already moved to the next one, striking with blinding speed and incredible power. His routine continued, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks, flowing from bag to bag with grace and ease.<br/>He moved then to a group of weapons of all kinds stabbed into the floor, picking up a pair of longswords and moving immediately into a combat routine with them for a few moments before finishing the form by stabbing them back into the floor where he had gotten them and moving on the the next weapon.<br/>So it went, Kai moving around the room for hours, training in many different ways, never slowing his pace.<br/>When he finished, his shirt was drenched in sweat and he was panting. He shook his head as though to clear it, and slowly returned to the elevator and then to his room, some part of his mind noticing the body and blood had been cleaned up. The clock read 4:37 a.m.<br/>Kai shook his head again, and went to get in the shower, enjoying the cold water on his hot skin. Getting out, he dried as best he could, pulling on a new pair of sweatpants before returning to his bedroom and crawling in the bed next to Mira. Had she really thought he would sleep on the floor, rather than his own bed?<br/>Sleep came slowly, and Kai's mind whirled for a long while, focusing mostly on how he was going to train such a stubborn human.