Kyy was mumbling in his sleep, having a nightmare about failing his comrades. Losing that informant a month ago had taken a toll on him, feeling that if his Intel gathering had been better, they could've saved him. Luckily for him, the sun was beaming in his eyes. He yawned and crawled out of bed, throwing some pants on but not bothering with a shirt.

Walking out of his room, he felt a certain air to the place, one he hadn't felt for the passed month. That could only mean one thing. "This time will be different. I'm stronger now." He told himself as he headed to the kitchen. As he entered, he spotted Gwyneth and smiled. "Morning cutie." He made himself a cup of coffee, looking around. "Anyone else up yet?"