The morning after his meeting with Séan, Shivan woke on the floor next to Jezem’s sofa. Leaving quietly, he headed back to his own place and plopped himself into his bed. He lay there quietly for a while and then he reached for his comm device and dialed in a signal he’d never thought he’d call.

=/\= Lieutenant Iven? Can… Can we meet again today? =/\= he sounded upset, not at all like the usual flippant tone he took with Séan.

~ Thyr