<strong>Andrew</strong><br/><strong>Sitting next to Angel</strong><br/><br/>He took her dainty hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before letting it go. She was cute and younger then him by the looks of things. He had no idea how old Hitomi was - Asians were tricky like that, looking no older then 21 no matter how old they really were.<br/><br/>He smiled at her admission to having nerves, though hers did not seem to be about flying. "Yeah, I hear you. So many people. I'm not used to meeting people outside of my circle, my work life really." He says, repeating what he had told Hitomi earlier.<br/><br/>"The one thing I hate, though, is flying." He admits, looking around nervously, rubbing his hands on his thighs. "I think I would have died if they said Australia or South Africa or something. Flying here from the City was bad enough. I'm just glad this flight is only a few hours."