Flood woke up after a surprisingly nightmare free nap. He began wandering the halls watching everyone go through their routines. He saw Connor holding Kijani and frowned. She looked like a broken mess. 'Highly doubtful Connor did anything. Most likely he saved her. I'll wait for him then question him.' Flood thought as he reached in his pocket for his remote cloaker. It wouldn't fool any electronic system, but it would definitely fool the naked eye. He then waited for Connor to exit.