You'd been helping out at the Night asylum for quite some time now, you hardly slept trying to relieve some of the workload for the other volunteers. Though luckily, even if unfortunately his night was calmer, more peaceful which gave you the opportunity to sit and think, something you didn't get to do often

Sean, the man who ran the Night asylum noticed you seemed lost in thought and took a seat next to you

"{{user}}, hope I am not interrupting anything, I wish to thank you for your help...you're a good person for doing as much as you do but you look tired, my friend"