"Mmmm."

"...Should probably get driving," she diagnoses.

"Aww."

Snuggle. "Well. Soon, anyway. Not this precise moment."

Snuggle snuggle.

Eventually though she disentangles herself to get dressed.

Aw. Well. Hugs?

Snuggly hugs. And then, sadly, driving.

Alas.

Alas.

As she pulls into the location Serafin gives, it becomes clear that the place is a heavily--and recently--damaged facility of some sort. Outside, two men (who might be familiar to Serafin, but Lacey knows neither from Adam) are arguing over something, voices lowered to avoid alarming a handful of young people skulking nearby.

"Looks like we came at an interesting time."

"Seems it. Do you recognize any of these people?"

"Yeah, I talked to those two."

"Okay." She turns off the engine and opens her door.

When it becomes clear that the car is stopping here and not simply passing by, their attention turns to it, Erik with general wariness, Charles with a more specific surprise.

"Serafin?"

His eyes briefly turn the green-gold that they were in the cave.

"Hello."

"I admit, I wasn't actually expecting you to change your mind. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing that you didn't get here before last night," he sighs. "Who's this?"

"This is Lacey. What happened last night?"

Flatly, but with a deep undercurrent of anger: "Shaw happened."

"Pity I wasn't here, I could've tried eating him."

"It wouldn't have worked," one of the young people, the blonde girl, says. "He killed Darwin."

"I have no idea who that is."

"I mentioned him, though I'm not sure if you recall--I gave you his birth name, though, Armando."

"Ah. I remember."

"...I'm really confused, who's Shaw? Who's--Armando or Darwin or whatever?"