[Uke]

The white-haired teenager knew he should feel uncomfortable... after all, he was pressed between two people and somewhat trapped...

But... for some reason he felt... well, safe.

Closing his eyes, the boy allowed a small smile to cross his lips.

--Scene Change--

"Ah, Mister Javas," the flight attendant greeted, grinning from ear to ear. "Pleasure to meet you, sir! My name is Becky and I'll be your attendant for this trip..."

"Jeevas," Near cut in - it was one of the first things he'd said since they entered the air port. Mail was relatively happy, since he could easily blow his cover.

"Excuse me?" The woman asked in confusion.

"His name is Mail Jeevas," Near corrected, lifting an eyebrow and looking entirely Nate.