Akari saw her mother's grave, she couldn't take her eyes off of it. She couldn't bare the fact she let her mother die, she felt the cool wind blow on her as the guilt sank all into her. "This is so useless" she mumbled holding a bottle of vodka in her hand turning around to see Kishibe "why are you here?.." Akari spoke out her tone laced with dread. "To tell you what's going on." He spoke with a cigarette in hand. "I reported to Makima and quote she finds you interesting so good luck with that. Headquarters is in Tokyo" he blew smoke in Akari's face making her cough "oh..okay." Akari sighed looking at the snow beneath her feet "bye" she said then walking off her boots crunching in the snow stuffing the vodka in her coat
