Karin
Avril Maddox
Avril's Residence

Avril pursed her lips in response, just barely managing to bite her tongue and keep from saying something rude. She shouldn't have expected him to be able to resist, she supposed, but that didn't stop her from being a little flustered and upset that he had used and passed out on the floor in her house. It was, however, a good reminder to her that she couldn't depend on this man just yet; she would need more runners, as he would probably only be able to do so much.

Rather than scolding him like she wanted, she instead said, "There's a bed in the corner of the main room. Won't be the most comfortable thing in the world, but it's somewhere to sleep. You can use as you'd like tonight, and we'll finish cleaning you up in the morning. That matted mass on top of your head is going to have to go, and your fingernails are going to need a good scrub. But that's enough for one night." 

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving him to make it to the bed and whatnot on his own. She was trying to be stern and demanding, like an employer-someone who demanded respect and loyalthy! But she still listened to see if he was making it safely and where he was going and whatnot.
Paul
**Dustin Olsah**
**Avril's Residence**

He had realized he had made a mistake, and he fervently hoped it hadn't jeopardized his job. It's just... It hurt so much, and it was so easy once he had taken some. He rubbed his eyes slightly, waking up completely from the stupor. "I'm sorry. It just—"

He trailed off knowing that he couldn't help it now, and if he was done away with it'd be on his fault alone. His eyes lit up slightly as she mentioned a bed. "Really?" He asked, a little too excited, before he followed her gaze and saw the rickety-looking bed. "Thank you..." He said quietly as she walked off again, not giving him a chance to really say anything.

He walked toward the bed slightly unsteadily, but made it there eventually with the help of a hand on the wall. Once he made it there, he laid down on the bed, head up and resting against the wall behind him, the sheets under him. He didn't want to get the pillow or sheets any dirtier from him. He fell asleep alarmingly quickly, the mark of a soldier used to sleeping anywhere at a short notice.
Karin
Avril Maddox
Avril's Residence

Avril relaxed a little when she saw that he was curled up in bed, especially when she heard the faint sound of slow, relaxed breathing. If he was asleep, he could by no means be a threat to her, unless of course, he was faking it, but he didn't seem to be. 

She was still rather antsy though, so she spent quite a bit of time cleaning up: taking out the bath water, going through his clothes for any valuables (there were none, not that she was surprised), burned the clothes, stashed his weapon away where he couldn't find it in the night and murder her, and penned a letter to the recipient of the next shipment. 

With that all done, she found that she had nothing left to do, and it was quite late, by that point. The only thing she could do was to try to get a few hours of sleep before sunrise the next morning, so she made her way to the dilapidated mattress she had in her store room and curled up, attempting to sleep. She never really did manage to fall asleep that night though, as she was hyper-aware of every sound and kept listening all night for any sign that Dustin was awake and snooping about. Nothing happened, but in a quarter of the city where there were many suspicious sounds at night, she couldn't settle down, so she was up with the sun the next morning.
Paul
**Dustin Olsah**
**Avril's Residence**

Dustin had an uneventful night and he woke up just a little after the sun rose in the morning. His hand had scabbed over slightly, though it still looked a little off colored from the infection. He got up, rolling his stiff neck he had from leaning against the wall all night and wandered into the main room.

He stood, leaning against the wall, and waited for Avril silently. He toyed with the strings of the spice bag but decided not to have any just yet, since last time she had been considerably upset with him. He blearily rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
Karin
Avril Maddox
Avril's Residence

There was the telltale shuffle of footsteps across the earthen floor in the other room, and at that, Avril appeared from where she had been working. She looked him over with a cursory glance, keeping it rather brisk and almost chilly, before saying, "There's some breakfast in the pot over there." She gestured towards the fireplace, which had a pot hanging from the bar over the fire, keeping a breakfast of mush warm. 

"After that, we'll finish cleaning you up and get you on your way," She continued. There was a brief pause before she added, "You may have some product, if you need it. Only a small amount, however. I don't want you completely gone and in my house."
Paul
**Dustin Olsah**
**Avril's Residence**

Dustin winced slightly at the tone, thinking that it was because of his using in the bathroom earlier and he said as much as he got a bowl. "Sorry about two nights ago." He said, his time sense blurring with a dream he had. "It just made the pain go away. I didn't know you wouldn't like it." He said, spreading his hands slightly in apparent trying to make peace.

He walked over to the pot of mush and spooned our a small bowl before sitting down, eating hungrily. "And thanks for the bed. And food," He managed through a mouthful. He swallowed roughly. 

The words were few, but the tone was sincere, however, Dustin immediately got to business. "Who am I running for?"