Killing Time [Naito]

The Tsurinai's hues would slowly shift to look pass Destiny and glance towards the onlookers who seemed to interested in them. Naito had his fair share of experience being the center of attention so it didn't really bother him. Before he came to Ueitawa, he had gained his own popularity through Iaido tournaments and his usual lessons. Though that didn't matter much since his family already was well known back in his own region. So even with Iaido, he was always paid attention to simply because of the blood in his veins. You would think he would enjoy such a thing, but in reality he despised being seen as just another Tsurinai in the set. Individuality was important to Naito, but not only this. He also claimed merit was stronger than your previous ties or your current family life. There was a chance a heir of a powerful family was extremely incompetent, but since they have the famous surname, everyone would still regard them as their superior. It was rather a disgusting concept humans had picked up. Those without any previous achievements worth noting being ranked above those who have fought and grew stronger through struggles was simply absurd. However, his thoughts were now become nothing but strands of fabric unwinding without a cause or purpose. With Destiny's stuttering voice, his attention was snapped back to reality, as his eyes looked to meet her own. He had almost forgotten the current situation, but when he saw her face he felt his thin smile come back. Telling from her body language she was very nervous. The Tsurinai saw this trait as adorable, and thus didn't care that others were watching them in the least. Infact at this point he wanted them too. They'd see she had something they did not, and so they could continue to jerk their heads while sharing their curiosity with the world.

Naito kept her hand in his own as he looked at her with his small smile. Shaking his head, he agreed with her that it did not matter. "Worrying about what others think is nothing but a waste of time and effort, Endeux. There will always be those who look at you with either envy or hate, just because of how you look or how you may act. But just ignore them. Act as if they aren't even there." The silver haired young man leaned closer to his classmate so his lips were near her ear. Now they were dangerously close, and the unrelenting squealing could be heard in the background. "At this precise moment, just picture it as just you and me. No one else." His voice was reassuring and calm, as he spoke with even tones directly in her ear. To test her even further, he'd press his lips against her cheek and give her a small peck just to see how dedicated she'd be to focusing on nothing but herself. Pulling back, he'd release her hand and place his own against her side. "Well then, let's go, Endeux. Now I'm even more interested. You may be able to endure me yet. But for now, there's a Samurai movie to go see." That small spark of excitement the Tsurinai was not known for was seen once again, as he began his confident stride back on track towards the movies. It was as if even giving her that small kiss on the cheek was nothing at all. Where she was very shy and new to this, he was aswell; yet for some reason he was not fazed by the public display of affection in the least. Perhaps because he hadn't come to terms with what it really meant as of yet. After all, she was his first date, and this was just another one of his experiments even though he was rather interested in her romantically. But even he knew if they were to become an official item, she could be used as a bargaining chip for the enemies he had when dealing with Limbo. He'd either have to watch her at all times, or teach her to defend herself. The former would be more difficult than the latter, he personally believed.

"Endeux, I have a question. Have you ever thought of learning a martial art before? This is of course assuming you don't already have experience with self defense." He continued to walk as he spoke with his companion, completely moving the subject onto something else so the poor girl didn't die of a heart attack from their previous situation.

     The blonde was feeling a little foolish now. He was right; people were going to stare no matter what for whatever reason they saw fit. It wasn’t as if she could change that fact; why worry about it, then? He made the entire thing sound so simple. Shifting her gaze downwards, she nodded lightly at his words, trying to take his advice to heart. Right. Act like they didn’t bother her. Simple.

    When he leaned in close, Destiny felt her cheeks flare up again. Somewhere in the back of her mind she registered the girls’ clamoring, but she was too distracted by focusing on Naito’s voice to pay them any attention. She was going to have to find a way to stop getting so worked up over things like this. It wasn’t as if he meant-

     // W-what…did he…that…did he just-? // she couldn’t even think straight anymore. Even when they started walking again, she was only faintly aware that she was walking closer to Naito than before and barely taking in what he was saying. Her thoughts were still trying to make sense of what just happened. Did he honestly…kiss her? He…he did, didn’t he? Oh dear. It was hard to resist the urge to bury her face in her hands in order to hide the red blossoming over her face. He had to have known what a kiss meant. He couldn’t be that naïve…could he?

     Well, apparently he could be, if the way he switched to a completely different topic was any inclination to how much thought he was putting into the events of just a few seconds ago. After a moment, Destiny decided just to go with it; it was best for her sanity to think about something else, anyways. She shook her head lightly in response, the action helping some of her earlier anxiety to dissipate. “I’ve never had a particular interest in learning one.” Really, she’d never had any formal instruction. Her oldest sister had picked up fencing for a time and shown Destiny a few techniques, and her mother had insisted on demonstrating to her daughters a few kicks from Savate, but nothing in-depth. Maybe it was more accurate to say she’d had experience but no real motivation to pursue any particular style? She probably should have said that instead. Oh well…at least he understood that she wasn’t exactly trained. That was enough, right? “I’m not exactly the athletic type.” She cast a wry smile down at her girlish clothes. Definitely not the sort of thing one would wear to a fight or a track meet. But really, what made him ask? Oh…wait. They were going to see an action movie. Perhaps he was wondering why she’d said yes to coming with him. That seemed to make the most sense. After all, what other reason would he have for wanting to know that?

The Tsurinai gave a haughty gaze as his silver eyes scanned down her body after her comment about not being athletic. "Huh, is that so? Telling from your body type, it seems like you're in rather good shape. Perhaps, you're just my type of person. " The pale faced young man praised his female companion before crossing his arms over his chest with a thin smile. "So you've never had interest in learning one, but you'd enjoy seeing a Samurai movie with me? You're a strange one, Enduex. I don't think I need to tell you that Ueitawa is becoming rather dangerous these days, so it wouldn't hurt to learn alittle about self defense. I'm willing to teach you some things if you ever want to try out a blade. Of course, for self defense." The silverette tilted his head and gave a slight nod before facing back towards the front where the movie theater was. "I'm sure you'll be a natural, Endeux. Though seeing how adorable you became when we had to cut open the deceased amphibian, I do wonder how well you'll be." Naito placed a hand on his side and looked back towards his companion with sullen eyes and a thin smile. For some reason he found slight pleasure teasing her about it. Maybe because his was feeling more comfortable around her, instead of being up tight like usual. Though he was a stranger to "fun", it wasn't as if he were incapable of it if he were around someone who didn't make him feel nauseated. Extending his hand towards her so she could take his own, he'd lead the female into the movie theater.

One they finally entered, Naito would head directly to the counter. Knocking on the glass to get the attention of the person behind it, he'd clear his throat. "I require two tickets to see the Samurai movie. Make it fast, this is a date." The movie attendant gave a few confused blinks towards the silver haired male before nodding and dispensing the tickets. Reaching into his jacket, Naito would retrieve his wallet and pay for both Destiny and his own ticket. Turning to his female companion, he'd hand her her ticket with a sly smile. "So do I need to know anything specific about a date at the movies, Endeux? I've read before that a couple usually shares a bag of popcorn or a drink with one straw, which I suppose that cuts down on the cost of the items. Movie theaters are quite expensive, no?" He raised his gloved hand to his chin and began to ponder. "Though money is not an issue, so I could give you your own bag of popcorn unless you'd like to have some with me. Of course this is entirely your decision. It takes two to go on a date yes? Though we could skip the popcorn and go right to the "cuddling and kissing" section? I guess that entitles some physical interaction. I do hope you'll walk me through it when the time comes." The silver haired young man gave her a nod before shifting his weight to his right leg and crossing his arms over his chest.

     Oh, so that was why he asked. “I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you.” The blonde tilted her head and smiled at his offer. True, the culprit behind the disappearances still hadn’t been caught, so he—or she—was still a threat. But she was safe enough, wasn’t she? She never went out after dark. She stayed in the areas that she knew. She never talked to strangers. Common sense, really. And what would be the point of taking her of all people? Some of the recent victims might have been foreigners or blond, but it wasn’t as if those were the only people who had been targeted. This person didn’t seem to have a real preference for whoever they chose as their victim. Add that in with the overwhelming amount of people in Shibakuzoi and…well, it seemed like the chances of her being kidnapped were slim. But still, it was cute that he was thinking about her.

     Of course, he had to bring up the lab right after that. For a moment, Destiny thought he might be a little upset about the whole thing. After all, Naito had done all of the work while she’d stood there just watching. She glanced at his face, expecting to see a frown or something else that implied distaste. But he was actually…smiling? So…he wasn’t mad. The realization was a relief for her. Brushing a lock of hair away from her face as she laughed sheepishly at the memory, she added, “Ah ha, you do have a point about that.” It felt good to laugh, even if it was at herself. Maybe this whole thing wasn’t going to go as badly as she feared it might. With that thought in mind she took the silverette’s hand and followed him into the theater.  

     Destiny didn’t pay much attention to the interaction between Naito and the ticket sales attendant. She was preoccupied with scanning the crowds, trying to figure out how hard it would be to grab a pair of seats in the theater. // Hmm…shouldn’t be too bad today… // Snapped out of her thoughts by Naito’s voice, the girl turned back to him with a slight start, accepting the ticket with an appreciative smile before focusing on his words. Really, why was he asking her about the protocol of a date? Yes, her sister’s had gone on dates before and told her about how they went, and she’d read a romance novel here and there, but it wasn’t as if she had a definite answer to give him. In all honesty, she was probably as in the dark as he was about this whole thing. At the word “cuddling”, though, her face heated up again, so much so that she suspected she’d have first degree burns before this day was over. By the time he’d finished speaking, it was becoming hard not to bury her face in her hands or start coughing or do something that would aptly display the mix of surprise and embarrassment coursing through her. He couldn’t be doing this on purpose, could he? His nonchalant expression clued her in that no, he wasn’t trying to embarrass her; he really was just clueless. If that was the case, she shouldn’t take this so seriously. Best to just play along, then.  “R-Right. Sure.” Somehow she managed a small grin and an even tone. If it wasn’t for the color in her cheeks, she might have seemed unfazed at the whole conversation. Desperate for something to take her mind off of the whole conversation, she glanced at the concession counter, noting the line. According to their tickets, the movie started soon. There wouldn’t be enough time to wait through all those people, not unless they wanted to miss a good ten minutes of the film. Destiny glanced at the slip in her hands one more time before she looked back at the silver haired boy. “We better get inside. Otherwise, there might not be any decent seats left.” With that she took his hand in hers and weaved through the crowd, noting the house numbers until she found the correct one and entered. It was probably a good thing they entered when they did, judging by the number of people already crammed inside. Was this really such a popular movie? Nevertheless, there were a few seats open here and there, although most of the available ones were closer to the back.  Looking back at Naito, she asked, “Anywhere in particular you’d like to sit? I’m fine with anywhere you choose.”

When she agreed to walk him through any process that entitled kissing and cuddling, the silver haired Tsurinai would give a thin smile and close his eyes. "Very well. I'm glad to see you're responsible enough to take responsibility for capturing my interest. When it comes to the time of this "kissing and cuddling" I'll aptly follow your orders without falter. Those of the Tsurinai Clan aren't the type to back down from a challenge." Naito was quite the competitive one, so anything he did seemed like a competition with himself. Even when it came to the uncharted territories of romance, he found himself seeking more than the normal dose those his age would go for. As he thought to himself his classmate would take his hand in her own and lead the way towards the room they'd be playing the movie. It went without saying that Naito was surprised by this sudden action of being lead anywhere so forcefully. He was the type to usually lead the way, so for someone else to take control, and so suddenly, it caught him off guard. Thanks to her being slightly infront of him, she wouldn't be able to see the slight red tint forming on his cheeks for a fraction of a second. The Tsurinai quickly shook his head so the redness and heat would leave his face and he could recompose himself. It was unbecoming of a Tsurinai to show such emotion, and his family values still seemed to have a hold over his daily life. These thoughts soon lost their merit when they entered the room to see so many people.

"I wasn't expecting these many people. This is quite troublesome." Tsurinai Naito spoke to himself as he raised a glove hand to the bridge of his nose. His silver hues narrowed as he scanned the open seats for a suitable location to see the screen, yet not have to strain his eyes. Scanning towards the upper levels of the theater, he spotted a familiar face with two empty seats next to him. It was the Kendo captain from Kizuna Academy. This was either luck, or some sort of mix of fate. Regardless he nodded to himself while holding Destiny's hand and leading her to the open seats. Taking a seat next to Hibiki, the Captain of the team, the silver haired young man would tilt his head. He should have known the Captain of the Kendo team would be into Samurai movies such as this. The male didn't waste any time to look his way and then lean over to look at Destiny. With a sheepish smile and a sly gaze, the Captain looked back towards Naito. Before he could say a word, the silver haired teen spoke up. "I am on a "date". Save your words until after the movie." Hibiki was obviously caught off guard but looked back towards the movie as the lights began to dim. Even through this, the Tsurinai was still holding her hand. His silver hues looked down towards her hand, and he was rather silent as the movie began. For some reason his interest was more on the fact he was becoming close to someone, and not on his own likes. "This is a rather strange feeling.."

Throughout the movie the Tsurinai's attention went from the screen and then back to Destiny. Obviously he was in thought. And when the credits began to roll after the high impact ending and stunning visuals, everyone began to pour out of the theater, yet he remained in his seat. His hand was still with her own, as he closed his eyes. "Destiny, do you feel obliged to spend your time with me? I would like to let inform you that there is no debt left for me lending a hand to you for the lab. So watching movies with me and showing me the way to bookstores is unneeded. There's no merit in you spending time with me." The teen looked towards her and tilted his head. "Surely you must know I'm not the nicest person. Infact, I'm rather harsh when it comes to others. Are you sure you'd like to spend time with me after knowing this fact? I could be using you, after all." Naito spoke with an indifferent tone as he studied her reaction to his words. He still was not entirely sure what sort of person she was, however he believed she was the self sacrificing type. It was against the Tsurinai code to be a burden on anyone, no matter the case.

     Destiny waited patiently as Naito scanned the theatre, watching his face for any indication that he’d chosen somewhere to sit. After a few seconds, his restless gaze finally settled on something in the back and he pulled her towards an open pair of seats. Since he sat down he moment they’d reached that section, she took that as her cue to sit as well. The blonde was faintly aware that the boy Naito was sitting next to was now leaning forwards, glancing back and forth between her and the silverette. Quirking her lips upwards in a polite smile, she tried to place a name to the somewhat familiar face. She knew she’d seen this boy somewhere else before…perhaps around town...or maybe he’d stopped by her workplace once or twice…? Before she could recall exactly where she’d seen the teen before, Naito cut off any semblance of a possible conversation in all of two sentences. Thank goodness the movie started almost immediately after that; the lack of light hid the blossoming color in her cheeks quite well.  

     At the end of the film, she was pleasantly surprised to find she’d enjoyed it; it wasn’t the type of movie she’d normally watch, but she had to admit it had been interesting. She was admittedly a bit relieved to see that Naito wasn’t rushing out the doors like the rest of the crowd was; it was best just to wait instead of getting lost in that mass of chaos. They hadn’t been sitting for very long when he started speaking. She listened quietly, keeping her face neutral. Was he worried that the only reason she’d said yes was because she felt indebted to him? Had he been thinking about that during the entire movie? When he’d finished, she spent a few seconds studying his expression before she gave him a soft, shy smile. “I don’t see why you’d do something like that. From what I’ve seen, I think you’re quite kind. Brutally honest, but kind.” It seemed to her like an accurate description. At past schools she had attended, most of the children had no qualms about poking fun at her for seemingly no reason at all. If they had been there during the lab and saw her discomfort or even just how self-conscious she was earlier that day while walking through the mall with a boy, oh she was sure she’d never hear the end of it. But Naito hadn’t done that. He hadn’t made fun of her hesitance during the dissection. He didn’t laugh when the crowds and curious busy-bodies had her obviously flustered. He’d done quite the opposite, actually, and for that she was grateful. But that wasn’t really the reason she was with him now, was it?  “I didn’t come with you simply because of guilt or because I felt I owed you. I came because you’re interesting to talk to and I’m rather enjoying your company.” It was such a simple thing, really. Still, it felt strange and somewhat embarrassing to state her opinion of him. Destiny averted her eyes and broke eye contact with Naito, glad that the theater lights were low enough to hopefully conceal the rose hue in her cheeks.

     The house was practically empty now, save for herself and Naito. Or so she thought at first, before she caught a glimpse of someone leaning on the wall near the exit. Wait…wasn’t that the boy Naito seemed to know? The teen in question had his arms folded and attention focused on the floor. A moment later, he lifted his head and, after realizing she was looking his way, lifted an arm and waved. Had he been waiting for them…? Why? The girl glanced back at Naito. Ah. He must have wanted to talk to him. “Someone you know?” She tilted her head curiously, studying the faraway figure. The faint sense of recognition returned. She was certain she’d seen him somewhere before. But where had that been? …Oh dear. This was going to bother her until she remembered.

The silver haired student would tilt his head to the side as his draping locks fell over his left eye. She was the first to ever call him "kind" other than his own younger sibling. Brutally honest, sure, but kind? He had almost forgotten what the word meant. He took a gloved hand and pinched his chin between his index finger and thumb while closing his eyes. "Thank you, Endeux. I hardly ever hear such a thing." This was one of the first times he has ever actually thanked someone for something, and it made his pale face take little color as he looked away from the female. When she continued on to say she came with him because she enjoyed his company, and found him interesting; he turned towards her and placed his index finger on her lips. [color=silver]"I think I get it, Destiny."[color] His eyes were sullen but there was abit of color to his face, almost as if she were getting past that hard exterior he had built over the years. Once he was sure the female was done, he'd slowly remove his finger from her lips and look her in the eyes for a few seconds. It was a special moment, as if he were beginning to understand her as a person. This moment of theirs would end abruptly when the silver hued teen noticed a waving arm from one of his teammates. To think he were still there.. how persistent. Giving a slight sigh, the Tsurinai would take his hand back and stand at his seat. "Yes, sadly I do know the fool."-Naito then began to mumble beneath his breath. "..and his timing is impeccable." Placing a hand on his side, Naito would make his way down towards the exit to meet Hibiki at the door.

Once meeting the blonde, the Kendo Captain threw his arm around Naito's shoulders and pulled him in for a man to man talk. He mumbled in the silver haired teen's ears low enough for Destiny to have trouble hearing, and after a few seconds Naito pulled away and cleared his throat. Then suddenly he would kicked the Kendo Captain to the ground and cover his own face with a gloved hand. "Hibiki, you are the definition of a pervert. We've only just met you idiot--!" The Tsurinai appeared embarrassed by whatever the fellow student said, and in response Hibiki would launch himself to his feet and extend a hand towards Destiny. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Lovely. You can call me Hibiki. I'm a friend-" -Naito cut in- "Acquaintance."- ""acquaintance of Naito's. It's a pleasure." The blonde haired teen gave a carefree smile while the Tsurinai finally regained his composure. "So do you need something, or are you just here to speak useless drivel like usual?" The silver haired teen's eyes would narrow towards the Captain as the Third year student rubbed the back of his head. "Cool it, Tsurinai, I'm not hostile. I was just worried about you since you haven't been at practice in awhile. Now I understand why. I didn't know you were the type to date. I'll be sure to make up some excuses for you in the meantime. Skip all you want, us guys need to stick together when it comes to getting with girls, right?"

...

There was an awkward silence as Naito would stare at his fellow student with twitching eyes. Turning away, he'd head towards the door with his gloved hand pressed against his face. "Let's go back to the bookstore, Endeux. I wouldn't want his words to rot your mind. It's already taking a paralyzing effect with my own." With that said, Naito turned with a jerk and left the theater to enter the many walkways of the mall once again. Placing a hand on his side, he'd wait for Destiny while shaking his head to himself. Perhaps there was never going to be a time where he could say he was like every other teenage boy. "I must apologize for that. Hibiki can be a fool, but he's honest. I wouldn't hold that against him." It was strange to defend another, but somehow Naito found himself defending this so called "friend" of his.

     With the way Naito had greeted that boy earlier, it probably shouldn’t have surprised her that the silverette would respond to her question like that. Still, she couldn’t help but tilt her head curiously at his words, taking a second to study his expression before she followed him towards the teen at the entrance.  

     It was obvious that, from the way the boy made a point of pulling Naito close and speaking almost inaudibly, the conversation was intended to be private. So, intending to respect said privacy, Destiny stayed a few feet away and focused on glancing through the crowds, occasionally studying someone who caught her attention. A sudden thud made her ears perk and shift her focus back to the teens who had been huddled together just moments before. Turning, she took in the sight of the boy sprawled on the floor and Naito standing over him, berating the blond all the while. Her eyes widened slightly, mildly stunned at the scene before her. What in the world happened…? He couldn’t have tripped…did something hit him…? …Oh dear. What was she doing? It didn’t matter how it happened. The important thing was making sure he was alright. Shaking her head slightly to get rid of the useless questions littering her mind, Destiny moved closer to him, bending slightly and opening her mouth to ask if he was hurt. Before she could inquire anything, however, the boy practically sprang back to his feet. Trying to account for the sudden distance between them—or lack thereof—the girl straightened her spine, all the while blinking owlishly at the grinning teen’s face. // …I suppose he’s fine… // As he began introducing himself, she took a moment to regain her composure, smiling lightly at the brief interaction between the blond, Hibiki, and Naito. She took the hand he offered her and shook it lightly, adding a “Likewise.” to accompany her friendly grin. Naito’s question brought the introductions to a quick close. Destiny listened quietly to Hibiki’s reply, taking a second to dwell on the word “practice”. The only “practice” she could link Naito to was the kendo club kind at Kizuna Academy. Was that where she’d seen Hibiki before? At school? She must have walked past him hundreds of times and not even realized it until now. Satisfied with the connection she’d made, the girl tuned back into the conversation just in time to catch most of Hibiki’s last sentence. // Getting with…? Oh dear. // Averting her eyes from the boy, Destiny raised a hand in order to run her fingers over her collarbone, her other arm wrapping around her waist in an almost reflexive, defensive way. How could he talk about that so…casually? Then again, her sisters had always discussed dating in a similar way. Maybe she was just overreacting? Perhaps so…but that still didn’t make the situation any less embarrassing.  

     It took a lot of willpower to not let out a sigh of relief at Naito’s decision to leave. Doing so would be rude; it wasn’t as if Hibiki meant to be embarrassing, after all. At least, she didn’t think so. Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, Destiny managed to the teen with a small smile. “It was nice to meet you.” She offered him a slight wave before she hurried to catch up with the silverette, taking care not to crash into anyone on the way.

     There wasn’t much of a difference between being inside the theater or outside; the noise was about the same and crowds were still an issue. Still, it felt good to get out of there, perhaps because of the awkward conversation she’d been a part of moments before. Catching sight of her classmate, Destiny walked up to him, shifting the purse on her shoulder. He seemed a little miffed still; had Hibiki really gotten him so annoyed? The apology that followed soon after, though, surprised her a bit. Lifting her lips in a small smile, she crossed her arms under her chest before she responded.  “It’s alright.” She paused for a moment to let out a soft laugh. “He must make practice interesting for you, though.” If Naito was riled over a small encounter like this, she’d hate to see how aggravated he could get after a long club meeting.  

     Bzzt. Bzzt.

     Oh dear. The buzzing from her purse startled her much more than it should’ve. After taking a second to recover, she flashed an apologetic smile at Naito before dipping her hand into her bag and flipping open her phone. Oh, a text message…from her mother…?

    If you see Kari, tell me! >.<

    Destiny sighed lightly after scanning the few words she'd received. Her sister had a habit of showing up at work for a few hours, then skipping out when their parents’ backs were turned. Normally, the blonde would be the one picking up the slack, but she was a bit busy at the moment. She’d just have to keep a lookout for her sibling and hope for the best. Snapping the cell shut and placing it back in her purse, she turned back to the silverette with a smile. “My apologies. Shall we go on to the bookstore? The crowds should have cleared out by now.”

This had been quite a hectic day and the Tsurinai was feeling rather weary. Looking at Destiny with an indifferent expression, he'd shake his head and give a slight sigh. "I can handle it from here, Endeux. Thank you for your assistance, but I must be going. We'll have to continue this another time. Ciao." The pale faced teen gave her a slight nod before making an abrupt turn to head towards the bookshop himself. He saw she received a message on her phone, so keeping too much of her time was bit much, even for himself. With a single wave, the teen would disappear into the crowd.

[Exit]

    If it wasn’t for the confidence in his voice, she might have questioned his decision. But he seemed firmly resolved to do this himself and go about his day, so she thought better of it. Besides, this saved her having to split her focus between scanning the crowds for her sister and assisting Naito. Really, his timing couldn’t have been better. “Alright. It was a pleasure.” She returned the parting gesture with a smile and watched him walk away before she turned on her heel and began making her way back to the ground floor. If luck was still on her side today, she might be able to find that elusive sibling of hers and convince her to finish the shift she’d started. If not…well, it seemed Destiny would be putting in some overtime today.