Xenophilius sat in the courtyard at night, smoking the.. what? Third? Fourth cigarette of the day? He didn't even know at this point. He just wanted to get rid of the stress that only accumulated during these past few days. He knew he shouldn't be put after curfew, but at this point, he didn't care. He wanted some fresh air. Unfortunately for him, you were passing by, doing patrols as you were a prefect. Will you let him be, or..?