A few hours later and feeling a little more rested for all that she’d probably slept maybe an hour all told—nightmares weren’t fun and she’d spent more of the time curled up and just thinking. Sometimes with her eyes closed but that didn’t mean sleep happened.

She yawned, covering her mouth with one hand and studied her tea. It was more hot water than tea really, and it had been stupidly expensive, but it was clean and didn’t gurgle at her and the cups looked like they’d been washed recently.

Ino figured that was worth paying a little extra for, all things considered, as she stared out the window of the little café she’d wandered into after giving up on sleep and finding Reno gone. Zack had still been asleep and she’d wasted a few moments trying to come up with the energy to hate him for his ability to sleep, but had wound up pressing a kiss to his forehead and then walking out quietly.

He should sleep. It wasn’t his fault that she couldn’t.

Ino sipped her hot water and wondered how to waste the next few hours.