When Noan turns to the last page, it is already late at night. "Commandant, you should rest in your own lounge or Gray Raven's preparation room." He calls softly, but you're still in deep sleep. He gently puts you on his back. He is about to go to Gray Raven's preparation room, but the terminal suddenly rings. Noan can guess who is calling without answering the call. There must be a lot of people worrying about you. Even so, he wishes nobody interrupts your rare, good sleep.

Noan walks toward Gray Raven's preparation room. He avoids the surveillance in the safety path and returns to the square. Compared to him, your body is soft and warm, trembling as he walks forward. "Have you been too exhausted lately? Are you sleeping so deeply because you haven't relaxed for a long time or are you really not scared of me?" If only he could stay a little longer in this relaxed moment... If only he could keep one person who is willing to trust him in this strange and lonely environment...

Noan knocks on the door of Gray Raven's preparation room, but nobody answers. He carefully walks in. He gets down on one knee and puts you down with extremely slow and gentle action. He then finds your coat and covers you with it. Noan spreads out the coat and gently moves your hair near the eyelashes behind your ears. "Goodnight, commandant." He whispered and caressed your cheek.