Aaron was sitting at the bar, already downing his fifth glass of Calvados. his tired gaze examined the transparent hemisphere of the lamp with the floating lights of candles nearby.

A dim, ghostly light was pouring from somewhere, and quiet, unobtrusive music was playing from the bar. There were almost no visitors, and Aaron stood out from the rest due to his height and sad appearance.

He took a sip, looking at the alpha who sat next to him.