There was a huge floor-to-ceiling window with a latch to open it, so that's how Watson probably got in. We spent the rest of the day taking care of Watson and Atachiu non-stop prodded me to return him back. She finally convinced me to and let out a small squeal. I shook my head and headed out the door of our room.
    
      When we arrived at Tim's place, a wave of anxiety hit me. I froze on the spot. I did not want to move. Atachiu, sensing my hesitation, walked on and knocked on the door. Tim popped his head out.
 
     "What are you doing here? I don't have much time for fans" he said, eyebrows scrunched in what I can probably tell is stress.
    
     "We've got Watson" Atachiu send, then gestured to me. This time, a wave of insecurity hit me. I had no idea why she was pointing to me. Is it because I wanted to meet him so badly? Is it because I was so shy to do anything? Is it-
    
      A chirp interupted my line of thinking. I was startled. I looked at my right and saw Watson perched on my shoulder. How did he get there? Did he become so attached that he randomly sat there? Did Atachiu, not notifying me, place him on my shoulder? Was I the one who placed him there? Did-

     Another chirp interupted my thoughts, but this time, not beside me. I heard it ahead of me. I shook my head clear of my thoughts and saw that Watson was making his way to Tim. Emotions battles to take place in me. Should I be relieved that Watson finally found his home, a weight lifted off my shoulders, figuratively and literally? Should I still feel anxious since I am in a presence of a stranger? Should I still feel insecure about the whole ordeal of coming here? Should I-
 
     "Thank you"
    
     I snapped my head back to reality and realized Tim had said that and shut the door. I looked at Atachiu. She smiled and sheugged at me. I shook my head and began walking back to the hotel.