*he can't stop the grimace. Kazuha had been with him, running from Them. It had all gone horribly wrong. Hopefully she got away, but she was going to be so worried about him. Even now he was probably bleeding out on the floor of some business's back room. She might never know until the next morning's news report.

If he wasn't dead and just dreaming this place again, then she was going to kill him when he makes it home. If he even could.

Taking the offer as an excuse to not answer right away, he smiles and moves to sit on Conan's bed.*

Thanks. It feel good to sit for a few minutes. Ya can't believe how shaky yer legs can get after ye run too hard.