Yao looked in from where he sat on the back porch. Things had started to kick up again, he was one step ahead of their conversation
as the other's thoughts flooded into to his head. Yao looked down at the remains of the apple he was eating, and shoved the last of it
into his mouth. Pulling down his hood to make sure it was securely covering his head, and half of his face for that matter , he stepped
back into the house as Kiev was headed for the door. He stood silent unsure of what was to come next. Yao was never one for teams
or friends, for that matter. He would have rather just been alone, and on the run back in "their world" but they weren't on Earth as far as
he could tell and he knew splitting up would do none of them any good.