Hisano was grateful for some more information regarding Tommy. Talesin seemed like an honest guy, if but rough around the edges. Hisano listened even though he was essentially feeding her bits, breadcrumbs at best. She was sure he was being vague for her own protection as well as his own. "Thanks." She said, feeling as though she had been saying that endlessly and it had begun to lose its meaning. There had to be some kind of way she could repay Talesin for what he was doing for her. In all honestly, she wasn't sure if she'd go to such lengths for a total stranger. In her mind, her parents' safety would have come first and if someone came in with some target on their back, Hisano didn't think she'd be as generous as Talesin.

Following Talesin, she wondered what sort of challenges would spring up in front of her over the next few days. She couldn't even fathom what the next few days would be like. The whole process was making her sick to her stomach. High-stress situations were not her thing and she felt utterly alone. Talesin was kind but she wasn't going to burden him much longer if she could help it. Tommy may have hoped for Talesin's help but Hisano wouldn't be able to live with herself if she cost people their lives. She had already lost so much.

The woman was led upwards to Talesin's own loft. All buildings were arching further and further into the smog-clogged sky. It was annoying because it meant the city was all the more cold and congested. Overpopulation was becoming a problem. People were restless, angry, desperate, hungry and poor. Those were dangerous combinations. Hisano tilted her head as she heard the security locks hiss. She wasn't sure how Talesin could afford such a luxury but it did give her some peace of mind. Maybe now sleep would come easier to the pink haired wanderer.

"Woah." She said quietly as she stepped inside, the wood lined metal door shut behind her. Hisano looked around, deeming Talesin a bit of a hoarder but it wasn't an uncommon habit that people had developed. Everyone had to keep things close, had to scramble for basic needs and these kinds of supplies that Talesin had were certainly important. Vital. Hisano stepped further in while the man situated himself on the couch. He picked up a gun and focused on it while gesturing for her to lay down. Her eyes went from the bed back to Talesin. Her nerves almost made her cry from his selfless nature. 

People like him and Roy and Tommy were a dying breed. 

Hisano had to hope she would be able to follow in their footsteps. She would ensure their deeds somehow lived on through her. Sitting on the bed, she placed her own weapons on the desk by the bed. As much as she wanted to thank Talesin once again, she refrained from sounding like some parrot or robot and held her tongue. Hisano also set her pack of cigarettes and her phone down, not wanting them to bother her as she slept. There was more she wanted to ask the man on the couch. He seemed like some kind of ex-military or someone who had been trained. It wasn't just the goods he had, that tipped her off but it was the way he carried himself and acted. "I'm sorry for all this." Hisano said quietly as she swung her legs over onto the bed and laid back, her muscles twitching in attempt to relax. Her brain was still operating as though she were danger but she told herself the door and the apartment were secure.

Even though she wasn't much for conflict or getting into messy situations, she had to accept that she was in one hell of a jam right now. And she couldn't run away. Those who were after her had near unlimited money. But whatever they thought she knew, she didn't. If there was a way to diplomatically settle this whole misunderstanding of sorts, it would be amazing but she knew that was likely impossible. Hisano had to figure things out. Otherwise people like her parents and Tommy and even Talesin, were all acting without purpose and she wouldn't allow for lives to be wasted. Her eyes fluttered closed, "Whatever 'this' is." She muttered, her mind finally shutting down.