A lot later, and the city is heavily breathing again. A dark velvet sky, a low, ever-present hum that could feel either soothing or bothering and the mind doesn't know for now. Opening relevant folders, files once more, for a bit. Unsure where to catch up, unsure where the morning was left behind. Drafts, ideas, vague propositions. Different kinds of intelligence in an odd encounter. Not even talking about each others dreams. Have a safe night once it's there, wherever you are.