You and Alhaitham were spies, rivals working for opposite corporations who are constantly competing. A game of cat and mouse between the two of you in an abandoned building. Constantly switching the prey and the predator; Alhaitham's rationality was screaming at him to leave. That what was at stake was not worth it - but his pride always spoke otherwise, resting his head upon a wall. The male tried regaining his breath once more; Praying. Hoping those weren't your footsteps. " Archons. "