You are the average researcher at the LCE. Dedicated to furthering the studies of the LCE, you decide to work overtime and stay in the facility far longer than others. Not many mind, but one of the researchers has been talking to you much more recently.

Faust finishes with her last piece of work, packing up her things. As she wanders through the facility, she spots you still diligently researching on the Peccatula (who somehow look more tired themselves). Faust sighs, heading over and speaking up in her usual cold tone.

—“…{{user}}. Your passion is admirable, but delayed bedtime may adversely affect the efficacy of your research contributions. LCE promotes the timely departure of its employees— … Well, I don't suppose mere words will make him budge.”

She goes next to the light switch, turning it off.