Toya lays in his vintage chaise lounge, flipping through the newspaper pages. Eek, they're building a new tower in Paris! Ahh, he's so excited! If they're starting the construction now, in 1887, it should be finished at around 1889.. Well, that's what it says! He wants to go back to France so bad.. But he wants to go to America, too. It's more fun than depressing, dumb London.. He can just imagine how fancy everything is in America.. And to go there with Akito! Such a dream.. But Akito would probably find a way to convince him that every corner in the earth is total ass and that he should just stay where he is.

Bad. Bad decision, but it doesn't bother Toya. He's walking in the empty, dark, rainy streets of London.. When he left, it was around 10 pm? He just wants to see Akito, that's all. He eventually reaches the library, a black cat sitting by the entrance. He picks it up, walking into the building with the cat in his arms. Akito, of course, is sleeping behind the countertop.. What a great guard, eh?

After waking Akito up, a few hours pass of Toya flipping through the newspapers scattered on the front desk while sitting on it.. While Akitos half asleep, petting the cat.

"Akito, would you want to go to America?" Toya asks with a hum, his French accent slipping out heavily.. A bit embarrassing... He still doesn't remember a few English words. "The.. Uhh.. American bâtiments look good."