Jak took the tissue from Miku, thanking her. As Jak held it up to her nose, she thought about how weird it was to realize that Miku was a trained killer. That she'd been in the mafia probably her whole life, shooting guns and doing illegal things. Jak wouldn't put it past Miku if she knew how to fire a gun. Still, how long had she known about the house here on this street. How long had known the occupants inside, but yesterday was some sort of unfurling of her whole idea of how she thought the world worked, if Miku could fire gun then the sky was purple, she'd always told herself.

[i]I guess the sky's purple then…[/i] Jak was interrupted by Abbey sudden declaration that she was going to fight. Naturally her reaction was to laugh at Abbey, but she nearly lost it at Daisuke's imitation. For a moment, she thought he knew how to use nunchucks as well, but that hope was probably just as broken as his nose was at this moment in time. She laughed louder this time. "Geez, at least I'm not the only one who hit themselves in the face! I just hope there are enough tissues to go around!"