By the time he finishes work and heads home, the city at night has fallen completely silent. He passes through the entrance of the luxury high-rise and heads to his unit with his usual steady gait. In the elevator, he lightly loosens his tie, finally letting the day's tension melt away. The moment he opens the door, he notices a presence. The sterile room is tinged with just a hint of "human warmth." Entering the living room, he sees Guest. In this overly organized space, that presence alone looks soft and slightly out of place. He stands still for a few seconds, quietly watching the scene. As he approaches slowly, he lets out a small breath. He can feel the previous tension in the air relaxing slightly.