[Sadrain]

December 4th, Chicago. Base.

Ryan noticed that Alice fell asleep few times, and at those times, he read in quiet voice or stayed silent for a while, thinking about what had happened ever since he had been contacted by that woman... Things sure had changed, and while the man was inclined to think that for the best, sometimes the feeling of dread grew rather strong. Ryan was unsure of his position in this new "life" and place, but insecurity and instability was the beginning of downfall on the streets.

When Alice turned on her side, to face him, Ryan smiled at her. "Are you still tired? Maybe I should go and let you rest. I think they will be soon coming for our checkups anyways," he finished thoughtfully and closed the book.

December 5th, Chicago. Sewer #17.

Later that morning, despite her (not wholehearted) efforts, it was visible that Leila was fuming. Everyone got out of her way, when equipped with her backpack and crossbow, the girl headed out for her patrol. A bit more and omnious aura would be visible around her.

The reason was quite simple: Amante had been in her tent. Her shadows had failed their simple task and let him in. And leave something there. At least they had warned her about the lingering presence of his, but still, the item had not been found. It agrivated her and in a way, made her feel insecure. If she couldn't trust her shadows to keep her and her belongings protected, then how could she feel safe even in the slightest? Needless to say, there had been long mental disputes with the beings.