"We all want to go back home," Kyza admitted, more to himself than to Brayden. "Japan is my home; or, at least, it used to be. I made a judgement call for an organization I worked for, and then it seemed I had to leave or be killed. So, to America I went..."<br/><br/>He stopped himself there; he had to ask himself why he even went that far in his story for some timid, terrified, and tormented young girl. There was no reason for him to do so, but there he went, almost telling her about his days running from the Yakuza, to whom he once served.