"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.