The sun continued to rise toward its peak in the sky as Mel entered the apartment she had made her own. When Domison left with Raze, the group had gone over their individual plans for the day before going their separate ways, planning on meeting up for dinner and a debrief. She sat at a small desk she had procured from the building next door, fingers thrumming along on the glass surface as she ruminated. Their leader's revelation had shocked her to the core and she was wracked with anxiety thinking about how she could initiate this conversation with Domison, let alone how he would react.