A slight nock on the iron door set me off. I was already lost in thought that the noise of the creaking door just made me feel more deranged. "Geeze Crona, have you gotten any sleep at all these past few days?" it was Kid. I looked him up and down, his non-symmetrical black hair, sleepy yellow eyes and his perfectly symmetrical black suit. I blinked sleepily and shook my head slowly. "Aw, come on, here, I wouldn't wanna sleep in this prison either…. I'll convince my dad to let you sleep in my room in turn I watch over you, but I don't think there is anything wrong with you." He held out his hand and I took it, pulling me up and leading me out of the room he smiled. His hand so warm and knowing held tightly, I dropped the pillow because I realized I didn't need it anymore.