Ardys/Andrys nodded, laying her hand over Tybalt's. "I know," she said. "It's just an old habit."
"Cool, thanks," Cifero said, smiling. "Oh... I slept just fine."
Jeff walked in the front door, his clothes partially stained with some sort of blood. "Morning," he said, the permanent smile on his face akin to his mood. "Man, work was hard last night."