[It's morning when it happens. Although morning to Yuuki is a curious time, more toward noon than anything else. Still in her pajama's she crosses the room, setting her communicator (accidentally switched to video because I say so)on the vanity top. Taking the chair beside it, she flips out her long, messed hair and picks up the comb beside her to start brushing.
But that's when it happens. She pauses, blinking into the glass. It only remains for a moment or two, a laugh and a flash of smile from two men, before fading entirely.]
Ah...
[Zero's recognizable, of course, though the lighthearted, carefree smile might have thrown some. The other may be less so, except to those who knew her brother...or rather her fiance, from his previous stay. If anyone knows anything about them, though, it's that they never did get along.]