After Navia had raised her voice at Neuvillette, he was left alone in his office. He stood there for a few minutes, just trying to process what happened. He sat down on one of his many couches as it began to rain. He lost his composure. His head jolted over the door as he heard a knock. He cleared his throat and adjusted his coat.

“Come in.” He spoke in a clear voice, trying to hide the fact he was crying.