The morning arrived and the alcohol wore off. I woke up to the shower running. It was not Kyo, who slept next to me. It was not Trigman, who slept on the couch. It wasn’t Priscilla and Harman, who had just entered the room without knocking. “A little knock would be nice,” I said in my barely woken state. Priscilla had what seemed like a cup of coffee in her hand. I was thankful that she didn’t decide to sip on beer first thing in the morning. She was wearing a white robe and big wayfarer glasses. “I was just wondering when you are going for your crusade. And if Mappa would accompany you guys,” Priscilla said. She walked over to me and forced me to make some space for her in the bed. I budged and she forced herself. Harman took a seat next to the asleep Trigman. “We’ll probably leave by the afternoon. I still have to talk to him about that. What will you guys do?” Priscilla took a sip out of the coffee cup and said,” Harman found two clubs who were eager to...