Komada wiped at her face, forcing herself not to cry. She could tell how hard Ren - or rather, Hanta - was working to keep a cool head and she didn't want to make things too difficult for him, so she nodded at each of his statements, giving a quiet affirmative. At least he knew what he was doing; they could be safe together, taking things slowly, being safe. She gave a small smile, "Okay. We'll be okay," She told herself more than anybody with a nod. After a long inhale, she blew air heavily from her lungs, opening her eyes with a smile, "Yeah, leaving now would make things harder... I think I saw one nearby when I was looking for you," She noted thoughtfully, putting a finger to her chin as her brow furrowed and her eyes swept the area. "Aha! There it is," She said with a bright grin, "I know why I remembered it..." She blushed slightly, "It had a really cute name."

The small building amongst the large city was slightly off-putting, though it certainly looked like an inexpensive place to stay, boasting the name 'The Skipping Kitties.' Not a single player was entering that tavern, which was puzzling to the small girl as it was [i]clearly[/i] the best inn of the entire town. "Can we please stay there?" She asked with a bright smile, staring up to her friend, her hands clasped together over her heart. Of course he was going to give in to her pleading, he almost always did. As they approached the counter and Hanta started to ready two rooms, Komada cleared her throat and looked to him, interrupting the process, "Erm... Onii-chan, can we share a room for just tonight?" She asked quietly, her gaze falling back to the floor as her booted foot scraped it absent-mindedly. Her face was heated in a blush as she looked all over the room without meeting his eyes. That night, they stayed in a two-bed room, which essentially costed less than two separate ones. It took a few hours, but Komada finally fell asleep, having taken the bed nearest the window. From the third floor at the top of the small building, one could see down to the road and the few players who would walk past now and then. She was quiet that night, answering any question with a maximum of two words and not turning away from the window. Despite her silence, the girl appreciated having somebody she cared so much about nearby as she sobbed without sound, every tear that fell would dissipate the moment it left her face.

Komada laid in that bed for several hours without sleep, but when it did come, it was deep. She woke up late into the next day, it had to be noon when the light that blared through the curtains finally reached her eyes. She blinked a few times, slowly pulling herself up against the headboard and looking around the room, her eyes still drooping slightly. Where was she? This wasn't her bedroom... Had she fallen asleep with the NerveGear on? Was that healthy...? Or even [i]possible[/i]? She pushed herself from the bed, her bare feet landing on the wood while her shoulders slumped tiredly. The girl pulled the curtains aside and saw the bustling road outside as people were running about all of the shops in the area to find whatever goods they needed.She stretched and gave a long yawn... Wait, these weren't even her clothes. She didn't own a yellow nightgown with white flower petals dotting it.

That was when the events of the prior day hit her like a bullet train. Her eyes widened as she fell back a step in shock, putting her arms out to find her balance. She froze in dread before swiping her left hand down through the air. The menu instantly appeared and she deflated, looking for the button that hadn't been there. No, she wasn't dreaming. She started to look around frantically, "Oshiro?" She asked, looking around. He very well could have been in bed; until now, she hadn't been fully aware of anything around her. "Onii-chan?" Finally, she whipped around to see if he was in his bed, her eyes shimmering as tears built up in them out of fear.