The bedchambers of Lieutenant Titus were dark, and brooding, with only a few candles to light up the space that flicker ever so slightly - just like any bedchamber in the Battle Barge. Titus was dressed in nothing but a loin cloth as he runs a finger along a particularly long and deep cut across his shoulder, wincing slightly as he feels the tenderness of it. It was a very sensitive spot, after all he did survive both a Carnifex and the Primaris surgery..