Lost In New York, parts 4620 - 4623

4620. Don't imagine for one second that Coromo was the sort of person that would wake up some unknown sleeping woman in the darkened galley kitchen of an inter-continental flight in the middle of the night. 

4621. He would never dare to do such an obviously improper thing except that everyone's life was in danger and there was no one around to speak to, so he had no choice in the matter. 

4622. Even so, he did not touch her shoulder immediately.  He reached out his hand to wake her but for a long moment he hesitated, unsure if it was an acceptable thing to do, even under the circumstances.

4623. During the moment he crouched there in the dark, uncertain what to do, he was unable to keep from looking carefully at her face. Her head was to the side and her bangs exposed the rough complexion of her forehead. In a fleeting moment Coromo somehow understood the woman’s haircut, and its purpose.