As Kyrie feared, he and James stopped at a cafe before returning to his floor in the big hotel. It was as boring and awkward as he expected, and James felt it too, but they were not in the mood to talk about it or voice the thoughts they had, leading to a quick and silent trip.
Kyrie used the chance to go see the person he had meant to see since two days ago. Maremalle was eating popcorn and watching some movies, Zillia was beside her, lying on her belly and near the edge of the bed to be closer to the TV.
Allen was not in his room but somewhere else. They were in the living room, a pan with noodles resting on their lap as they watched TV there, watching over the news. "Damn, yakisoba is so nice. I forgot how tasty it is." They spoke with great happiness in their voice.
Kyrie sighed. It was so bad he had to cut the funk of their scared kitty. "Hey, Allen. I got things to talk with you."
