Red-faced and skittish, Hayley quickly sat back up again, mumbling about her own carelessness. "Sorry, Isaac! A-Are you okay?" she asked, hoping that her chest's descent had not cut off the flow of oxygen into his brain. She scooted away from Isaac, but given their initial position, she could only go as far as his waist as she looked down at him with the eyes of a child who was afraid of being punished for doing something she thought to be wrong.

Once Hayley managed to sit back up, Isaac was left laying there, breathing heavily, more out of surprise than lack of air. "I'm fine," he says once he manages to catch his breath, although his face still blazed bright red. Looking up at Hayley, Isaac sees her expression and feels a sudden surge of emotion for her, seeing a rare glimpse of the innocent part of his girlfriend. Reaching out, he cups her cheek and smiles, saying, "It's alright, Hayley. It was an accident, I know. At least Vincent enjoyed it." Fuck yeah, I did! Vincent proclaims And I know you did, too, Isaac! Don't even try to deny it! Ignoring Vincent, Isaac moves his hand from her cheek down to her hand, where he threads his fingers through hers and adds with a reassuring smile, "Don't worry. I'm not mad, not at all."

Hayley gladly accepted Isaac's assurance, but she still couldn't help but feel guilty for not being as careful as she should be. Knowing that Vincent was actually enjoying it, given his personality and nature, made her feel even worse. Looking back at him, she sighed and replied, "I'm glad you're okay, but it's still pretty embarrassing to be in that position... Knowing that your psycho buddy actually enjoys it made me feel like digging a hole and burying my head in it." Gently curling her fingers around his for emotional support, she remained silent, unsure of what to say at this point in time.

Hearing Hayley speak, Isaac sits up, wrapping his arm around her waist as he does so, and holds her close, touching his forehead to hers. "You know what I always do when it comes to Vincent?" he says. "I ignore him." Gee, thanks! I can tell how much I'm loved! Vincent cries. Isaac, demonstrating what he just said, even though Hayley would have no way of knowing, continues, "If you let him get to you, he'll just find that much more enjoyment from the situation. Don't give him the attention that he wants, alright?" Pecking her lips, he adds with a smile, "And if you need any help with that, just let me know. I'll be more than happy to help you forget he even exists."

While she couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor other personality, she felt reassured that Isaac would put her well-being on his priority list. I can't help but feel bad for Vincent, knowing that Isaac would ignore him every now and then, she said, not particularly caring if her personality would respond to her. Surprisingly, she did as she replied, "The entity known as Vincent has been a negative counsel under my investigation thus far. Isaac Ryder is merely exercising his logical conclusions to this deviant entity. However, it would appear that Vincent's actions are motivated by another unknown goal..." Hayley noticed how the 'other her' seemed to put more interest, no matter how unemotional, towards Vincent than she did towards Isaac, but quickly decided it wasn't any of her business. "Good to know..." she replied to him, smiling softly and nuzzled his forehead with the tip of her nose.

Isaac smiles and closes his eyes, wrapping both arms around Hayley as he breathes in her scent. Slowly, he lays back, bringing her down with him, then rolls the both of them over onto their sides. Reaching down, he laces his fingers with hers and opens his eyes, gazing deeply into her own. "I love you," he quietly says, nuzzling her nose with his. "I'm glad you beat those guys up," he adds with a chuckle. "If it weren't for that, I'd have never met you and would've missed out on what's probably the best thing that's ever happened to me."

A faint grin creased along her face as she likewise chuckled contentedly and replied, "You're welcome. I also gotta thank you for not hightailing it when you had the chance. I'd kick myself if I knew I was letting a kind guy like you slip away. I guess we're both lucky to meet that day." Silence lurked around again before a stifled yawn escaped Hayley's lips. "Well... All that lasagna is making me sleepy now. I think I'm just going to clean myself up for a bit and head to bed." Giving him a quick smooch on his forehead, she smiled and bid him goodnight before making her way into the bathroom, humming happily.

Isaac watches as Hayley leaves his room to clean up. Smiling, he lays back on his bed and sighs happily. You know, Vincent says, you really are lucky to have her. And I'm not just saying that because of those things that almost suffocated you. She's a good girl. Isaac chuckles lightly and says, I know. And I'm glad it looks like she's getting used to our relationship. After a few moments, driven by a sudden, inexplicable impulse, he jumps up from his bed and leaves the room. Before he realized what he was doing, he had already arrived at the bathroom door and knocked.

Coming out with a small towel all over her face as she tried to wipe her face dry, Hayley peeked from underneath the towel and muttered a calm "Yeah?" as she stepped out of the bathroom. She wondered if Isaac needed something from her, which she would wholeheartedly provide if it's within her broadest means. "Do you need something, Isaac?" she asked with a friendly smile as she put the towel away near the sink.

Once he's standing in front of Hayley, all of his initial bravery seems to evaporate, leaving him red-faced and stuttering. "Uh...You see...I just wanted..." Out with it, Isaac! Vincent yells, jolting Isaac out of his timidity. "I was just wondering..." he quietly says, "...if you'd...If you'd wanna spend the night with me...in my bed or yours..." Quickly, he raises his hands, his face gradually going through all of the shades of red possible, and adds, "We won't do anything! I was just thinking that even we're together, we sleep just on the opposite side of a wall to each other and, to me, at least, it get kinda...well, lonely..." Before she can answer, he shakes his head and starts to turn, saying, "Never mind, just forget I asked. I mean, we've only been together a couple of days, so it's gotta be too early to share a bed, right?"

Hayley was left flabbergasted once again by Isaac's bluntness. The last thing she would expect out of him was an invitation to sleep together and she admitted to herself that she might not be ready for it. However, she then recalled how long she had spent her nights sleeping by herself, alone and lonely. No matter how much she willed herself, living on her own had slowly began to give way to a desire for companionship and here was an opportunity for her to fulfill that desire, if not in a somewhat more personal way. Just as Isaac began to have second thoughts on it, Hayley, without consulting the 'other her', replied with a red face, "I-If you're willing to help me move my bed right next to yours... I guess... we could arrange that..." she timidly murmured, secretly eager to sleep with him for the first time. Strangely enough, the 'other her' seemed to be in agreement with her idea for a more pragmatic purpose. She desired to delve into Isaac's mind herself and make contact with Vincent without having to go through Hayley or Isaac.

Isaac stops at the sound of Hayley's timid voice. Turning around, he looks at her for a few moments, trying to figure out if he heard her right. Well? Vincent asks. She said yes! You just gonna stand there like a moron or you gonna do something?! A grin slowly spreads on Isaac's face as he says, "A-alright. Let's go take care of that!" Even if he wanted to, he could not hide the excitement welling up inside of his chest as he walks with Hayley to her room. Before they start moving her bed, however, he asks, "You sure you wanna do this? I won't be offended if you decide against this."

Nodding her head enthusiastically, Hayley blushed and replied, "Yeah... Sleeping alone is getting old really fast. I guess I just want your companionship, even for only one night." Pausing for a bit, she then added, sounding somewhat confused, "Funny thing is that this decision seems to be a consensus between me and the 'other me'. She doesn't seem to find this idea dangerous... or bad, for that matter... I wonder why."

Grabbing one end of Hayley's bed, Isaac shrugs and says, "Who knows what our other selves are thinking at any point? They're about as much of a mystery as a complete stranger is." Not my fault you haven't been able to figure out how to read my mind, yet, Vincent replies. And you have? Isaac challenges. Once he was met with silence, Isaac chuckles and helps Hayley move her bed into his room. Although it took up half of the space, Isaac didn't mind. After all, he won't be sleeping alone, at least for that night. Looking at Hayley, he grins and says, "Thanks again for doing this, babe."

"N-No worries," Hayley stammered, clearly not expecting Isaac to call her babe. While Isaac's room lost the precious open space, at least neither of them would have to be alone tonight. She gently slipped a spare fabric between the mattresses just in case, then propped her side of the bed before helping Isaac with his side. "I'm kinda nervous, yet excited at the same time... This is the first time I've slept with any man at all. I've dealt with men all my life in good and bad times, but I've never slept with one. I really don't know what to expect."

"I know what you mean," Isaac replies, chuckling somewhat nervously. After getting both beds ready, he climbs into his side and lays on his side, propping himself up on his elbow. "As far as I know," he says, "I've never slept in the same bed as a woman. All I know for sure is that it's gonna be different, especially since all I had for company was Vincent." Isn't that all you need? Vincent asks smugly.

"Not to sound rude, but I was wondering if that guy would spend his nights out pleasuring himself, given that no sane women would want to be anywhere in his vicinity, let alone approach him." Hayley chuckled and laid down on her side of the bed, turning to face Isaac with a cheerful grin. "Well, it doesn't feel too different to sleep here. I just have you to think about whenever I roll around, so I hope that I don't end up squishing you against the wall," she said in jest, giving him his space just in case either of them started to feel uncomfortable. While Hayley was adjusting to her new sleeping arrangements, the 'other her' was busy planning ahead for an operation she would conduct the moment the two fell asleep, all in the name of 'observation'. However, the more she observed Isaac and, to a certain extent, Vincent, the more she desired information about them, especially about Vincent. She noticed that she had been recording information which she would normally consider as trivial and unnecessary about him and she decided to act on her data gathering inconsistencies during the night.

"Yeah, or squishing...something else against my face again," Isaac says with a chuckle as he watches Hayley get ready for the night. The space between them makes it feel like she's even farther away than she was in the other room, but he doesn't say anything, knowing it was probably best in case one of them weren't ready to be so close. Removing his elbow from underneath him, he lays down on his side and spends a few moments just looking at Hayley. Eventually, he blurts out, "I love you."

Hayley struggled to say those three-words sentence correctly, but decided in the end that there was nothing wrong in the simplest way and replied, "I love you too. Have a good night." Closing her eyes, the blonde slowly drifted into slumber, but as she was about to rest for the night, the 'other her' was bidding her time, waiting for Isaac to follow suit before she conducted her personal operation.

Isaac smiles and leans over to kiss Hayley's forehead before settling in for the night. Before he goes to sleep, however, Vincent says, You know, if I were out there, we wouldn't be getting ready to sleep. Right about now, I'd probably be-- Cutting him off, Isaac says, Good night, Vincent. I'll see you tomorrow. Chuckling as Isaac begins drifting to sleep, Vincent replies, Yeah, yeah, night, bitch.