Sakura opted not to respond, closing her eyes and keeping her thoughts, and words, to herself. She waited, leaning against the railing of the walkway at the top, listening to the sounds of water disturbances off at the far end of the tank.

It would always be a question of belief. It was unfortunate how little she could have when it came to him, and his friends. Unfortunate, and understandable.

As she heard him reach the top, she schooled herself into smiling. It took more effort than it should, a testimony again to how tired she had become. "Not incapable. Just slow."