And Toho had already decided he would wait there for as long as it took for Damita to come to, his guilt and sadness seeming to grow more overwhelming with each passing moment. He hadn't cried since he was a child, and he wouldn't now - but his eyes were glazed with sorrow as he waited and hoped Damita would wake up soon.<br/><br/>He hardly moved from the spot he'd originally chosen, only to shift from crouching to sitting to kneeling and back, his exhausted muscles demanding rest he wouldn't be able to offer them just yet. The bear transformation was always particularly trying; the last time he'd used it, he'd had to sleep for two straight days afterwords to get his body to stop aching. But there was still the possibility that more Calusa were nearby, or coming, and if they happened up him while he slept, Damita might be killed, or worse, taken by the Calusa.<br/><br/>Toho allowed himself an ironic smile at that thought. At this point, Damita likely would have preferred to be anywhere, and with anyone, other than Toho. He shook his head, reaching out to gently stroke a few strands of Damita's damp hair away from her soundly sleeping face.