[Salone]

Lev growled at the blind man, shouting words at him.

"Do NOT call me that, or you really will be meat!"

He froze, regretting the words as soon as he said them. He tried hard to calm himself down. He needed to lay a bit low in light of recent circumstances, especially since nearly everyone in the room could expose his thoughts whenever they so felt like it.

"I...apologize. Very tired. I am going to the sleep now."

Lev fell to the floor, more of a flop than anything else. He curled up similar to the way a dog would, revolver held tightly in his hand. He had a while before he fell asleep, and a while was going to be a long while indeed, since he would be alone with his own thoughts...