“What’s has gotten into you lately. That was the fifth time you’ve nearly lost control in the past month. I know something is bothering you and you don't have to tell me but you need to get your crap together. We’ve lost a lot to these people and we’re counting on you to keep us safe. They are a dangerous foe and you need to be in control if you are to face them,” Valeria said. She had a tender mother like tone to her voice that could make anyone listen. 

Alister laid there listening intently to what she had to say. Worry and anger slowly simmer in his stomach but he said nothing. After she was done it was silent so he went back to listening to the city. On a quiet night that one, he could almost hear everything around him. Though he could hear everything. He was curious about what Drake was saying. 

The conversation between the two was quick but familiar. “GrayFall Massacre...”

“Pardon?”

“Never mind let us head back,” Alister said. He got up from his spot and headed back to their room. Valeria smiled and caught a ride on Alister’s shoulder as they walked back. Ignoring the other, Alister sat down at the table, put on his headphone, and started working on the video once again. Valeria kept her spot on his shoulder and started playing on her phone occasionally glancing at their company.