She wandered if time worked differently here. Maybe it had only been a few hours here, but back home it had already been a month. She had no way to find out. Sighing she crossed her arms, she raised her head to appear strong. Yuki could be strong for her parents, she would make it home, for them. Her thoughts traveled to how they might be handling it, did they even realized she was gone, or were they still waiting for her to come home. How long would they have to wait?