Behind closed eyelids, Hisano dreamed that she was back home with her family. Things were simple and they seemed to not need to scrape together food and supplies. Somehow they had everything they needed and yet outside the window people were dying. There were people on fire, somehow drowning, getting beaten. And yet life was perfect for the Mikano family. Flashes of white faded in and out as most of the scenes playing in her head were unremarkable and difficult to remember. In the back of her head there was still a bit of dread. What really stirred her from her hazy slumber was the sound of voices. Her body had already picked up on the fact the room had someone else in it. Perhaps it was the survival instinct awakening inside of her.

Hisano opened her eyes, her brain slowly beginning to register the words being exchanged between Talesin and someone else. 

Her mouth felt dry. She pushed her body up and felt her shoulders stiffen and her neck ache. Emotions seemed to be taking a physical toll on the woman. Hisano looked to the stranger and then to the offer of breakfast. She felt a little queasy but knew she had to eat something. She grabbed the mug and took a few healthy gulps of the soycaf and dug into the eggs. Or what was meant to appear like eggs. She paused when Talesin mentioned they weren't out of the woods yet. Of course not. She set the plate down and gave them her full attention as she was given a burner phone. She had used something like it before but it had been a while. She looked it over and then back to the two men.

Talesin began to explain that she had to get off the grid. She was sure that was much easier said than done. Hisano figured now that she lacked real ties to anyone she loved, going off the grid wouldn't be such a horrible fate. It was better than death after all. She went back to eating, finding her stomach in need of fuel. Anything would do really. At the mention of someone she was looking for, she looked to the dark skinned man but it turned out he wasn't him, instead he was called Wire. Getting to her feet, she set the plate and mub back where she had found them. "Alright." She wasn't sure what she would need to do in order to get off the grid. 

What would be asked of her?

Surely the kindness of strangers wouldn't carry her through this entire adventure. Hisano put the phone in her pocket and stuffed her other items, gun included back in her jeans. She looked to Wire, wondering how he and Talesin had met, probably a long time ago. But as much as she wanted to commit their story to memory, she knew there was no time for being sentimental. Hisano had to consider that she may not see Talesin again and knew he was already doing enough to attract trouble on her behalf. "I've said thank you enough times I know. But is there anything I can do to repay you? I came to you with horrible news and you helped me. There's gotta be something I can do you." Before she left with Wire, she needed to thank Talesin one last time and see if there was any good she could to do. Otherwise she'd always want to look back.