At the hideaway, an ancient aircraft providing a safe heaven for Bearers and Dominants alike, all were working hard to make it a decent living place and looked to Clive for leadership. After a successful mission and a good scolding from Tarja, he had to give in and agreed to take it easy for a couple of days.

As usual once he returned, he headed to his personal quarters, sitting at his desk to receive his allies' requests and news of the realm.