[Liethell]

Liethell rubs his shoulder quietly. "I hope you don't mind the building." The stars behind them twinkle and blink out as he leads him out of the room and up a set of stairs. It would be dark, but Liet holds out his hand and another ball of light, much larger now, illuminates them. It casts the same warm, pink glow that the stars from earlier created. The feeling of magic it radiates is just as calming as the sight of it.

Upstairs is no cleaner than down below, but it does seem modestly furnished. They are in a hallway that once held apartment rooms. There are missing doors and holes in the walls. There is a bathroom behind them and six doors, three on either side of the hall, in front of them. The bathroom looks gross, covered in grime and reeking of defecation and urine. "I hope you forgive me, but I've been squatting. There's no electricity, no plumbing, and there's only one mattress set up at the moment, and you'll have that one." He leads him to the farthest door on the right. As promised, there is a shabby looking mattress, and there's a much nicer-looking sleeping bag left unrolled on top of it. "I wouldn't suggest using the bathroom unless you absolutely have to. It's not exactly sanitary in there..." He chuckles, and his thumb rubs circles into Vincent's shoulder blade. "You're free to rest here. I think it's safe to say I'll be up late this morning, so if you wake up before me, don't be startled."