Before too long, Zechs emerged. There were still shadows under his eyes, and he hadn't yet changed into fresh clothes. He didn't wish to keep his guest waiting. But he had cleaned his teeth and his hair was extremely neat, now. He also didn't wish to seem unkempt before a houseguest.

Closing the bedroom door behind him, his eyes momentarily softened in unspoken gratitude. Hakuba had not invaded his privacy. Then, his expression hardened into a professional mask again.

"How goes the security system?" He first asked, and then Zechs' eyes narrowed. "Have you slept, Detective?"

Like he was one to talk.