[Sadrain]

December 2nd, Chicago. Sewer #17.

Leila slept for only few hours, before her Shadous woke her. In a half hour, others would get up, but she preferred to be the first one. Taking some pain killer pills for her headache that had hardly lessened before her sleep and now seemed to have doubled, Leila prepared for her day. The girl's head was still full with thoughts about yesterday and she hoped she could clear her mind today and set it on the "right track". Visiting family's grave always left her messed up.

Leila went out, made her own coffee and while it was brewing noticed Amante. "Gee," she said quietly. Whom was he waiting for now, that he slept there? He probably had to feel cold. She reminded her self that it was none of her business and eat a little, but every now and then shot a glance his way.

Finally, before heading off to her patrol, she filled one of the three termocups at the outpost with her coffee, which she was not going to give to anyone else, and left it next to Amante. It felt like a small repay for the ice cream, and Leila sure did like getting debts off of her shoulders.