[Sadrain]

December 13th, Chicago. Sewer #17, side branch A34. Evening.

Leila looked him over, quietly enjoying that she did not have to look up to him for now. Then, the girl wrinkled her nose and shuddered. "You reek of alcohol. Again." Normally, one would not notice it, but although the various effects of her boosts were fading, her senses remained heightened. It would last maybe a month or so more, before they slowly returned to the ones of a normal human.

"And I am keeping a watch, of course. Don't need to run around all day." Leila shrugged. If he would not get lost in a few minutes, she would give him few nice words and remind just how bad he failed with the whole keep-a-watch mission. But for now, the girl indeed wanted to be left alone, just her diary and music to keep her company.