[ Setsuna tried to keep his gaze from straying too far above his sister's dangling blond hair, almost the exact same shade of his own. So wild and yet soft to the touch. Just like her—No! He couldn't let himself get caught up again. Argh, she wasn't even supposed to be here! She said she was going to London. He'd told her it was safer for her there. And yet, here she was, in what was probably the most dangerous position possible. And she was acting as if she was asking about the latest popcorn flick.

To be fair, he didn't find that questions all that interesting either. What did time of the day have to with anything? And did he even have a favorite color? (Maybe brown... like her eyes... )

Focus, Setsuna! All he had to do was make it through this crap and then he'd have enough money to do whatever he wanted. He'd just have to try to make this as easy as possible for the both of them.

He gave the barest of shrugs, tossing his hands behind his head in his characteristic lackadaisical gesture. ]

"Who knows? I figure it depends on who you're with. The wrong person and it's probably a nightmare."