In Which We Are Incredibly Lost As Usual
"Kid wants us back at the DWMA," I say, "Says he's got a plan."
Maka looked curiously at me, "That'll take a couple days to get back home."
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a student mouth the word home.
"Then let's get going," I said gesturing for everybody to stand up.
I saw the dark lines underneath everybody's exhausted eyes.
"Soul," Maka said looking at me, "Do you have any idea where we are."
I paused and responded, "Am I supposed to?"
Maka and the kids laughed.
I chuckled a little, not sure what the joke was.
One of the students said smiling, "Dude we're lost."
"Ah," I said. "Right."