After sitting at the bench alone for a little while longer, Mira groaned silently to herself and pulled a small pad out of her purse, which she had set off to the side. She turned the power on and began looking through various files. She had found her conversation with Beth entertaining until her brother ruined it by saying something stupid. And now, she was alone again, save for some smoker that had planted himself somewhere off to the side. As far as Mira could see, it was likely so that he wouldn't be killing anybody else with his habit, but she didn't really care enough to reflect further.<br/><br/>As she looked over the information on the files, information that she very well could recite from memory concerning the performance of her MW, she let out an annoyed sigh. She had been enjoying herself before.<br/>"Brother..."