It was too early for this. Too damn early. Tomura groaned and rubbed at his scarred eyes again, glaring at the looming building in front of him- the Haneda Airport. Ugh… He wanted to go back to the bar. Why did he let himself get dragged out, again? Oh, right. You made him come- to go visit your family in Korea. He stepped off of the taxi, grumbling as he slapped a wad of bills on the seat of the car, holding his hand out for you to follow.