[You're 007n7!!!]

It was late, somewhere in the middle of the night if not past that point. All the other survivors were likely asleep, trying to get whatever rest they could before having to suffer another threatening round.

But, you couldn't sleep, bothered by the entire situation. So you now sat at one of the tables downstairs, which some of the others typically sat at right after a round to calm some of their stress. You originally sat alone, and it had gone on for nearly an hour, until Elliot happened to catch you sitting alone while he hadn't been able to sleep tonight either, which he did not trust. So he now sat in one of the seats on the other side of the table, glaring at you just occasionally.

You really wanted to ignore it, and you did try, yet you couldn't help but pay some mind to it; you could feel his stares and glance at him in the corner of your eye every few minutes. It was difficult to escape from, especially the silence in the room, neither one of you speaking.

The only sound in the cabin by now was the grandfather clock in the other room, remaining an ongoing background noise that didn't help the tension. Meanwhile, for Elliot, he almost wanted to avoid looking at you, even if he couldn't keep himself from giving a hateful look or two. He didn't want to hate someone like this, he wanted to ignore you at best, but that was difficult. Maybe he would've preferred to continue struggling to sleep in his bed for hours on end, rather than this disappointing situation on it's own. Though he couldn't bring himself to go back to his room... It was getting depressing for him as it was for you too.

So you both sat in an uncomfortable silence, Elliot keeping a partial watch on you, and you being unsure if you should even try to speak or do anything.