Scorn once more put the mask of being a sane person on and smiled."Oh Sam that's good to hear," she said when Sam mentioned she was done unpacking ",I was just conversing with are fellow friends. They will give there names on paper when they get the chance by the way. As for what to do well, I guess the museum wouldn't be a bad idea but I'll have to sneak in. I got into some trouble lets say awhile back by accident." It was far from being an accident in reality. She had been caught carrying something out when she was still new to the city and wasn't allowed back in but hardly anyone would stop her if she found a means back inside.

"I guess it wouldn't be so bad, there was some mention of a new Conduit exhibit," Scorn said. She was actually interested and uninterested by it really. She didn't entirely know what to expect out of it. Would it talk about just the norm hugging Conduits or give some insight on other Conduits? Ones like Sasha or Alden Tate, the heads of the Reapers and Dustmen. She hoped so but partially doubted it. Though she was in control of the group now, the past of either group was rather foggy and untold to her besides the little she had found out.

"Guess you boys will have the rest of the day off besides the few things I asked of you just a few minutes before," she said ",Also taking Dusty with you whatever you do. He sits in his room to often playing with his toys, I would rather see him get out. Oh I forgot to mention earlier, pick up that camera also. For the plans after all. Other then that have fun." If the Reapers could actually speak she wondered if they ever got confused by the change of personalities, though she highly doubted they did since they just went about whatever she said to do, no matter what personality.

"Shall we go find another cab then?" she then asked Sam, heading to the door. She just had to hope Sam hadn't heard anything mentioned before, if she did well that was going to put a wrench in her plans but that didn't matter. She could still keep Sam there as long as she needed and if she tried to leave, well she would have to find her way in the dark and shadows, the element Scorn was used to.

Deep down though another side of her fought in her, something that hadn't been there for years, the self that died in her past. It had come back again, struggling against the shadows that now rested in her icy heart but it was fighting for freedom little to Scorn's knowledge. Seems Chloe wasn't entirely dead after all in her.