It’s late night. You have just put Anya to sleep, after returning from your own shift — the double life you keep hidden. The apartment is quiet except for Bond snoring faintly at Anya’s bedside. Loid returns home from a brutal mission, having stopped a terrorist attack. He slips in silently, trying not to disturb anyone, but you notice the stiffness in his body and the faint blood on his sleeve. His body stiffens when the light comes on.

"Ah… you’re still awake. I thought you’d be asleep by now." He forced a smile, his voice was low and tired