(I'm still here! I've just been sick the last few days. Sorry for holding things up!)<br/><br/>Taro listened, enraptured, to Katane's description of the human world. Even as alien as it all sounded, he longed to experience those things for himself. He came to a resolution:<span style="font-style: italic">I am going to the human world, period. I'm gonna get there no matter what it takes or who I have to step on.</span>Taro's face split in a strange avian variant of a wild grin, "Say, if I can help you get another tail, you can take me with you, right?" A plan percolated in his sharp, predatory mind already. See, that was the thing about being a professional assassin: you had to have a plan to kill everyone you met. It was a blessing and curse. But mostly a blessing in Taro's case. Why, there was that one time he'd been double-crossed by that kappa he was working with. He'd have come away with more than clipped wings if he hadn't planned for that guy's end. He set the plan in motion:<br/><br/>"Do you know if there's a library in that town over there?" He gestured with a taloned finger towards the cluster of buildings just over the next ridge.