At Roxy's agreement, he proceeded to drive them straight back towards the state line where the lodge was situated. The rest of the journey back was mostly in an awkward silence, the pair having likely been drained of any spare energy for casual conversation due to being constantly on the move. It was about high time that they got some proper rest. The mood of the familiar area upon their arrival, with its small lake and surrounding greenery, was significantly more cheerful without the veil of the night's darkness, though no less peaceful. 

Avoiding the few, scattered tourists at the site so as to minimize their chances of drawing attention, Wyn turned into secluded, uphill path concealed by trees, the van making its way along the natural track until a large, standalone structure emerged into view through the bark and leaves. He circled the vehicle around the building to the back, slowing to a stop to park there. Dragging out an audible sight of relief at reaching their destination, he released his seatbelt and exited the van with Roxy presumably right behind him.

"Well, here we are," he remarked flatly, stepping onto the lodge's porch and punching the memorized combination he had gotten from his roommate into the digital lock before swinging the heavy wooden door open to reveal the cozy interior of what would be their makeshift base of operations. "Feel free to use the facilities, the room with the PC is on the second floor."