Itoe remained on the roof, for now she had a time to relax while the others brought the bus. She crossed her legs and leaned back, placing both of her hands behind her to support her body. "Now we have an actual breather because we all know now that we might actually make it out alive." She turned her head to stare at Hiro, then at Jake, who apparently looked like a baby that had just pissed itself. "You okay? Do you need moral support?" The girl called out to him. "We're somewhat safe now. Though they may look like psychopaths, but they are all we got."

She shrugged and turned her head back, a small sigh managed to escape her lips. Itoe wouldn't call herself strong, this cool act of hers was a facade, an act to keep her spirits up when in reality she was frightened. Itoe was a teenager after all, reckless and vain.

"Ugh..." The girl grunted and stared out onto the courtyard.