[ Isaac is nocturnal by assignment and nature. Now, an hour shy of dawn, Barrow's caught him at shift-edge. He is habitually quiet about the business of undressing; has gotten so far as bare feet and trousers when a knock breaks the still air.
He is expecting a caller for Siegfried. The odds of a human emergency strike slim – someone would be screaming by now –
He is not expecting Barrow. It shows on his face: A moment's dull confusion, a fearful, reflexive step back. He catches himself at the threshold. Irritation: ]
no subject
He is expecting a caller for Siegfried. The odds of a human emergency strike slim – someone would be screaming by now –
He is not expecting Barrow. It shows on his face: A moment's dull confusion, a fearful, reflexive step back. He catches himself at the threshold. Irritation: ]
No.
[ He shuts the door. ]