<strong>Sunset</strong><br/><br/>Nadia wasn't quite sure what Carrie meant by her rant, but winced when she heard her knee hit the bed frame. "It's alright." She told her, but was rather certain she was already asleep. She walked over with the intention of gently lifting her legs the rest of the way onto the bed. She felt like she should tuck her into bed properly, unsure if she was even conscious anymore.<br/><br/>The tension in the air was still rather thick. Nadia spoke soothingly to the distressed cat, hoping in some way to calm her "It's OK, kitty, I think they're alright. But if you keep trying to pick a fight with that doggy, you're gonna lose."<br/><br/>Last, she regarded Sarah Jane again. "If you want tangible proof that something's going on, I've got a box of bones for that. It's good to know that so far I'm the only one who's seen innocent people die today, so there's that." She walked over to the cardboard box and peered inside as if to remind herself as well that it had really happened.<br/><br/>"Anyway, Sarah, was it? Can I call you Sarah? No matter. I'm going to. I'm kinda getting the feeling we've come together for a reason. Whatever is happening, we're the ones that are noticing it. And we're the ones that need to deal with it." The moment of revelation came to her as she spoke the words and a serene calm washed over her as Carrie's earlier words began to knit together in her mind.<br/><br/>She had one final thing to say as she held up the handful of menus they had discovered. "From the sound of it, you haven't had a proper meal in a while. What do you say I order you something?"