As they perused the dreamy town of Haven, the various Sanguins found that it wasn't as barren as they had originally perceived. Rather than being devoid of life, Haven seemed to have it in small pockets. Wherever Sanguin went, her curious attire and wolf mask drew strange looks from the locals; more curious glances still came from those that had happened to glimpse more than one of her projections. None of the projections really paid them much heed, since they lacked all but the most basic higher brain functions when out of the true Sanguin's company. Though simpletons, her projections had the uncanny quirk of sharing her emotional state, and right now all of them were as wary as the original.

Indeed, even the one that accompanied Ben seemed unusually dull. She simply strode on in silence, hiding any feelings she might have felt behind the mask. It wasn't clear what her 'mass attack' technique was supposed to accomplish. The best she could have hoped for was to lure out whatever threat was plaguing the town, but seemingly nothing bestirred the sleepy atmosphere of the place. The impending dusk only contributed to this feeling, and while plenty of daylight remained, the shadows already grew long. Perhaps the threat would strike under the concealing veil of night and so reveal itself. Sanguin hoped so

Standing outside the train station, the Sanguin who had remained behind sighed. With nothing to do but watch the brilliant sun slide toward the horizon, she painstakingly observed everyone who drew near. For quite some time there was nobody at all, but after a span so boring as to be indeterminate, not one but two appeared on the scene. The first, a masked man, did nothing but give a creepy vibe to Sanguin as he seated himself across the street, on a public bench. As he honed in on his metalworking, he momentarily seized Sanguin's interest, but lost it quickly enough. More interesting was the robed man who passed by. Sanguin watched his every step, but the most fascinating deed he performed turned out to be walking. “Bored,” she murmured mechanically after he left.