2:25 AM. The vast white walls of The Skeld shined off by the lighting up ahead. All of the crewmates had gone to their sleeping quarters to clock out for the night. All except two: Sabal and Roxana. They both didn’t essentially needed sleep, but who cares. Right now, Sabal was being held close to Roxana as they both were lying down on her bed. The reason: Sabal’s "memory’s" had shown him killing his wife, Nori, in cold blood. This left Sabal feeling sick with trauma. He needed someone in that moment. So he went to Roxana. In this moment of emotion, Sabal was silently crying. Head buried deep in Roxana’s shoulder. With her not caring about what he was doing right now.