//Couple more months,// Jono mumbled. //I only have to keep this up a couple more months. And then Karla will have the Ebon-Grey behind her again, and she can take care of her own goddamn self for a while.//

He... didn't mean to sound so bitter about that. He winced a bit, and then turned his gaze toward Hannibal's hand on his own.

//S'exhausting,// he admitted. //It's been a while since I've been this exhausted. This is... deep tired. To the bone tired. Witchblood lung tired and Weapon X tired and Akkaba tired, and here I am, keeping it a brilliant secret by bumping into walls and slipping out late and coming back with the occasional cat I can't hide from Karla forever and the far more frequent bloody nose.//