While thinking about our best plan of action, I stupidly forgot about ordering food for myself. Not that I could've ordered food anyway, leaving my Pokes back at the bank of Allure. Well, I would've lost my money considering we'd been just fighting Team Zan. I'd probably have to ask for food from the others, much to my displeasure. I never came prepared for some odd reason.

This place was warm and welcoming, though even that didn't stop me from feeling like an outsider. Everyone else was busy eyeing each other and planning their next move, against the backdrop of a roaring fireplace and orange lighting illuminating the little toys on the shelves. Books lay dusty while curtains remained shut to keep the heat in. I personally didn't like this setting much, though I was gradually warming to it. This was despite turning my backs on everyone, obsessing over a lost friend and an on-going enemy. I stared out the window, looking for a reason to fight... I just felt myself go hungry and somewhat saddened. Not everything in this world was going to boil down to how feel you fought the enemy or saved the world. It was just survival, really.

"Eheh." I almost chuckled, though I couldn't really make one up if my life depended on it. "Kamina, one day you'll witness great betrayal and defeat so hard that all you can do is turn to hate for love. Not that I'd expect you to understand that, anyway." After that, I slid down against the wooden walls, slowly and gently tapping onto the floor. "Oh... Spruce, you have anything to spare?" I asked a bit weakly, feeling tired and unsure about the quality of sleep I had received that night.