She started walking along, following the streets instinctively. She wouldn’t drop it, oh no, certainly not, but it didn’t bode well to dwell on it for too long. That Major had been a real pain in the backside though, eying her up like that, talking like he owned the damn place. She’d seen his type before, it never ended well, and they’d often get themselves killed if they kept acting like that. He must have had some friends in really high places to still be walking and talking.
She felt a pain in her chest, and missed the feeling of someone at her side. The City Guard didn’t often attract the most intelligent of people, but Staten had his own sort of smarts. He knew so much about the city, and it’s people. He wasn’t smart, but she knew that was only because he never bothered picking up a book. That wasn’t the kind of mind you needed anyway, you needed to know how to survive, not how to add two and two together.
She sighed as she walked along. She was surrounded by a large bustling city, one that went along at it’s own pace, setting it’s own beat. You need to go with it, learn the rhythm, so she stepped into an street and she let herself be taken in.

Garas woke up and his gaze focused on the ceiling above him. He lay there for a while and then felt around him. There was a mess of blankets and bed sheets around him. He lay back again, then he sat up groggily, rubbed his eyes and then looked around. He was still in the house, upstairs in a room that he had fashioned into a bedroom.
The springs beneath him gave a creak as he swung his legs off the pile of mattresses that he called a bed, and set them down on the floor. He stretched and yawned, leaning back on the bed. He was in that fuzzy state just after rising, still not awake, but no longer sleeping. He took this time to organize his thoughts, not that there were many of them.
He wasn't stupid, not in the traditional sense at least, but people had called him simple as long as he could remember. That was quite accurate really, he was a simple person with simple needs. He went through life looking for the next meal and working towards tomorrow, and that was about it really. At least, it had been.
He dropped this line of thought for being too soul searching and went through his mental check list of the day. He wasn't hungry, he wasn't thirsty, he felt a little tired, though that short nap had helped. He did feel slightly worried though, but wasn't sure why. Worry was for those who bothered to think about things for long enough. He hadn't really had much time to think about much though, there had been some other quite distracting things on his mind at the time.
He was still sitting up when Marian came in through the door, buttoning up her shirt.