Back at the penthouse, Alex sent Ed and Sam home, insisting they get some rest. Alone with the twins, he guided them through their nightly routine with a quiet, resolute determination. He could sense the sadness in their eyes and the heaviness in their hearts. He lingered in Andy's room, sitting by his bedside as the boy tossed and turned, struggling to fall asleep. Alex watched over him, gently smoothing the blankets and whispering reassurances until he was sure both children were in a deep, restful sleep. With a final glance at their peaceful faces, he closed their door softly behind him.