Eika was dragged around like an object -- something she didn't quite appreciate -- but she did not complain for the sake of why he was doing it in the first place. Trying to get them out was a gist of what she could understand. As they reached the boarding area for the metal deathtraps everyone else had just gotten in before Kein began to speak of missiles.

...[i]Why wouldn't it stop?[/i]

Standing up from seat and tugging Kein out of the way, she pulled two of her orbs out on either side of the windows and moved her hands back. With a slide of her hands across the empty air in front of her, built-up magic would begin to surface out from what she had absorbed earlier. Running through a light blue and clear, crystal-like mixture, she'd store the magic that Syrus had used on her -- a magnificent little gem that she'd have to pester him for more of later -- before pushing out lightning and ice to assist in raining hell upon hell and seeking out the missiles homed in on their transports. ...

[i]She was really tired.[/i]

Unamusingly tired.

Dropping down in her seat next to Duncan, she looked up at the meta encasing them as she pulled the orbs in an dropped them unceremoniously on the ground next to her feet. ...She didn't quite care of what was thought of her in the moment of her next few actions. All there was to be was her arm slowly reaching over to check Duncan's throat. If it was still hurt, she'd raised hell and a half on getting it fixed up. If it was alright and everything else was accounted for-

[i]"Possibly hiding out or...well...she's a ninja. She did ninja things?"[/i]

...Sounded legit. Even if it was only to her. ...All Eika wanted at that moment was [b]sleep.[/b] So her actions would have to be excused as she quite literally dropped her head on Duncan's left side and rubbed her temples as her eyes slid closed and she eased in to where she was sitting. Nothing short of hell or him throwing himself out the submarine would get her moving now. Hell, she even looked like she was falling asleep as she laid there and watched with the occasional half-lidded eye for any expressions of terror or panic. None to be seen?

Right, she was going to create terrifying rumors about her and her Instructor now because to hell with not sleeping on him. He was warm and she needed something nice and warm with how soaked her uniform was between blood and ice cold water. He'd have to deal.