As Blanka descended down towards the ground, she began to regain momentum. Sunny had told her that someone was waiting for her behind the houses in the street so somehow he had contacted someone for help. By now, along with the rubble and the dust that had filled the atmosphere, numerous groups of androids had formed, and the noises of screaming echoed through the air painfully. It wasn't clear from above and Blanka's neck hurt to even move the slightest but she prayed for everyone's safety. Still, flashes of Sunny's image and the times he had proved to be a nuisance would fill the distance and blur the line of reality and thought. Right before Sunny had gone and done the unthinkable, Blanka had begun to realize that maybe turning him away was not the right thing to do, and maybe if she managed to live, the thought of her coldness towards him would haunt her for the remaining part of her life.