As Esther watched Kami manipulating the metal in order to save her, she looked up at him gratefully before walking across the metallic bridge. Having crossed the bridge and escaped the burning building, she then stared in the direction of her saviour above her, ready to thank him before she saw a familiar face. It was the man she had gone to for help before, standing there with Kami and another young woman who she didn't recognise. He didn't seem pleased with Kami's display of power and with this, Esther's face formed into a frown. [i]What's wrong with him?[/i] she wondered. Unfortunately, all she could do was look on for the moment as she was unable to reach them up above. To keep herself busy, she examined her dress to make sure it hadn't incurred any more damage. Her eyes widened in shock when she noticed that the tear in the hem of her dress was now slightly frayed and singed. Esther could feel her eyes watering and she knew that this was not the time or place, however she couldn't control herself. At first, they she began sniffling until eventually, her sobs grew louder into a wailing cry, tears streaming down her face. She was completely aware of how childish she looked but her dress was her only concern now.