It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, with four hours until her shift ended. Outside, it was drizzling rain. The Royal Engineer had been working at his desk the entire time, like some kind of machine. Well from what she'd heard, wasn't that the idea? He was supposed to know all about machines and such, right? It would be interesting if it weren't so desperately boring. To her left, Anonymous leaned back in his chair stretching his arms above his head in an extended yawn.