As the three make their way to the upper floor's lounge, Tristan proceeds to discuss the details he gathered from his search for Lillian.
"I can't see any other reason for Daffodil to hurry off like that... They even said that it's about an hour before the party started, right?" Alexander pondered out loud, scowling in deep thought.
"Yeah... It does sound like she's acting out of character. I'm getting the feeling that she was being chased," Tristan muttered begrudgingly, eyes narrowing.
"Chased...? Did something happen to Lillian before, Sir Carter?" Sol questioned with a perturbed look, peering at him through the corners of his eyes.
At this, Alexander stiffens a little, eyes widening at how the memory of last night's trespassing incident pops up in his head. It's the only thing he could think of when figuring out a possible concern that could be connected to this.
