So he finally left, and Keenan gratefully slipped off into an uneasy sleep.
Grim had been silently sitting on top of one of the upper bunks, and he hadn't even been trying to sleep. He thought it amusing that neither of them saw him sitting up there.

Meanwhile, a young woman stood outside the door to Victor's room back at the marshall headquarters. She wasn't a marshall herself, but she did come to visit oftentimes after work. Though today was odd, because Victor wasn't there. So frankly, she was just a bit confused. She had shoulder length red-brown hair that was loose, and she was currently wearing her work clothes--a suit jacket and matching pencil skirt, and flats. She didn't like dressing nicely all too much, she'd much rather wear sweats, but she hadn't bothered to go change at home, since Victor's was on the way from work.