It had been a confusing month, or was it only a few weeks? Either way the experience had left Sylvia conflicted and tired. Sure she had managed to see some familiar faces but there were still absences, and the gaps in the timeline seemed to have taken their toll. For a little while, she had thought she could return home and ease her family's worries about her absence but it was temporary, and nothing was really solved. Plus, she couldn't imagine why when her father must have been informed of her disappearance that he didn't make the trip out to Japan to join the search.
That just didn't sound like him. Had something happened to him on the dig site? Was she not the only missing person in the Leafe family? It also forced her to accept that her parent's relationship had been strained lately. Her father could have simply abandoned them..
.. but she refused to believe that was possible, whether it was denial, intuition or wishful thinking on her part. Why would this man who had doted on their family all his life, suddenly turn his back on them? Why would he have sent her this precious artifact?
Then there were all the other worlds she visited just trying to get back either to Domino or the train. What a trip it had been. All she wanted to do was sleep for about 15 days straight. Maybe her roommate thought the bunk was empty since Sylvia had thrown the covers over her head to drain out the rest of the world, but it wasn't. The sagging of the mattress from the additional weight was jarring enough but when the limbs flailed out haphazardly and accidentally struck her, Sylvia yelped and sat up swiftly. She reached for a pillow to smack the intruder with it, when her eyes focused enough on the form to prompt hesitation.
3.!
That just didn't sound like him. Had something happened to him on the dig site? Was she not the only missing person in the Leafe family? It also forced her to accept that her parent's relationship had been strained lately. Her father could have simply abandoned them..
.. but she refused to believe that was possible, whether it was denial, intuition or wishful thinking on her part. Why would this man who had doted on their family all his life, suddenly turn his back on them? Why would he have sent her this precious artifact?
Then there were all the other worlds she visited just trying to get back either to Domino or the train. What a trip it had been. All she wanted to do was sleep for about 15 days straight. Maybe her roommate thought the bunk was empty since Sylvia had thrown the covers over her head to drain out the rest of the world, but it wasn't. The sagging of the mattress from the additional weight was jarring enough but when the limbs flailed out haphazardly and accidentally struck her, Sylvia yelped and sat up swiftly. She reached for a pillow to smack the intruder with it, when her eyes focused enough on the form to prompt hesitation.
"Kyoko?!"