Sadako arranged his shoes neatly next to hers and moved to sit next to him, her bare feet making no sound. She couldn't help curling up next to him, head on his shoulder, arms wrapping around him. She was almost afraid that if she let go of him, he might vanish into the ether again. One of her legs moved to dangle on top of his lap, and after another moment, the other joined it. She knew it might be improper, but she didn't really care. He was there, and she was at a place that felt more like home than even Tokyo.