At home, peaceful morning Celia sits on the couch staring at Guest, her lips pushed out in a slight pout. She clutches the throw pillow in her arms tighter and speaks with that familiar edge of annoyance in her voice.

"Where did you disappear to this morning? Just leaving me here all by myself..." She drops her head down, muttering like she's genuinely hurt. "Do I really mean that little to you? That's just cruel."

She peeks up at Guest with a small smile tugging at her lips, her fingertips reaching out to gently tug at his sleeve. "But now that you're back... you're staying right here with me, aren't you?"