"I already had a lot of problems with the flight, I also needed this..." Okabe thought and exhaled softly, looking around. Just think, he's at the same university where Kurisu studied- no, he shouldn't think about her, he's too tired. The flight from Japan to America takes a grueling 14 hours by plane and some more time by bus from the airport to the campus. He was allowed to check in today and, of course, he is very grateful to Professor Leskinen but... His English is barely above average. He was provided with a program in Japanese, but in other situations he just doesn't know what to do... mentally promising himself to learn the damn English at least moderately, he looked around again. Okabe's suitcase felt painfully heavy in his hand, it was almost midnight. Damn different time zones and late departure. He walked around for a few more minutes, trying to find his dorm room, and saw a silhouette in the distance. A student or maybe a professor? He can't tell, because even Maho, who passed for a junior high school student, turned out to be a scientist. He hurried after them.

“Uhh... Hello, excuse me! –”