The appearance of magic in Kira's life did not change things for the better or for the worse, it was simply one of those things that just happened. She adapted easily in this new situation, especially given that she could be any [i]more[/i] conspicuous. She proceeded in those two weeks the same as she had always, getting groceries at night and completing the orders for the articles in the day. These daily assignments were always such satisfying problems now that she had gotten into her groove, that she had hesitated at first over whether to leave for Brightwell. For her the joy of solving the problem itself is most always of greater concern than the resulting consequences, something she could not see herself saying about this saving the world business. In the end she swayed in the affirmative, deciding that if she went, heard them out and decided it wasn't for her, she could remain a person of good judgment. This how it was with Kira's friends where even though she had difficulty expressing herself, Kira had made time to investigate them, to decide if those people who had made her a fool were really worthy of such a sacrifice. Ultimately, they were found wanting, and Kira took leave of their presence. It is in this way, when all doubts are cast aside for certain knowledge, that regret passes.

And it is with this attitude that Kira set out for Brightwell, Illinois from her home in Anchorage, that place where, long before she ever seriously contemplated death, she decided would be the place she'd die. Kira doesn't always have the firmest grasp on concepts that most people take for granted, but home is definitely not one of them. It was there that her father made him himself the most absolute of certainties, something that had scared Kira from selecting the school of underworld magic as one of the sources of power to draw from lest she be tempted to bring back her father, and so doing corrupt that vital essence that made him so special. No, what a man needs after so much work is rest, and whoever doesn't understand that is the worst kind of coward. It is with this steadfast resolve that Kira finally left for the airport.

With great effort Kira could probably make her way to Brightwell without the use of an airplace, and even without the use of the taxi she had taken to motel, but it just felt better to observe everything before making a move. That was why she trailed behind Marcus invisibly and silently, even getting off and leaving her stuff a block away. Under the awning of the Motel entrance Kira waited for Marcus to finish then divested herself of Bend Light's protection and muttered sleepily, "Kira, here".