As Isaac's form disappeared behind the door, Hayley sighed with relief and glanced at her hand, still feeling the remnants of warmth from his skin. Until the warmth faded away she continued staring at it for a brief, silent moment. "Eh, fuck it..." she tiredly murmured and let fatigue give way to slumber. She sorely needed it, especially after all she had gone through. As her mind retreated to sleep, she quietly thought of how glad she was to have Isaac around despite their rocky relationship and her unfortunate circumstances.