As Isabelle responded and told him that she would rather take the sofa and asked to use the bathroom first, Devrim began to speak.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Sure go ahead, but I insist. Take the the bed."</span>She seemed adamant to not taking his bed so he sighed and gave up for now. She then asked if she could borrow a shirt from him to sleep in, since the clothes she came in were covered in sweat. Devrim nodded and opened his closet as they were in his room. He pulled out a black shirt which had a white logo on it in the top left corner of the torso. He had a lot more shirts but they were button ups for the most part. Things he'd wear with dress pants. She then walked into the bathroom and began to change. Devrim pulled out some clothes and began to change in his room, folding the clothes he was wearing at the moment or putting them on a hanger and in the closet. He put on a pair of shorts and a tank top. Both were solid colors. The shorts were a deep blue and the top black. He heard the bathroom door open and walked out of his room. isabelle told him she was out of the bathroom as she called out to him and Devrim stepped into it. Once he was done using it he stepped out and saw Isabelle getting ready to sleep in the sofa.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"You sure you don't want to take the bed? I don't mind giving it up for the night."</span>But she still insisted on taking the sofa so he sighed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Well, goodnight. Sleep well."</span>He said and went to his room. He walked over to the small computer in the corner and typed in the password. He set the alarm and stretched before falling asleep.<br/><br/>He slept nicely for a few hours and then was woken up by a pretty light beeping that went off in his room. The alarm. It was triggered by movement in the other rooms of the penthouse. Some movement was allowed, as he thought Isabelle might toss and turn in the sofa, but if someone were to walk around the alarm was to go off and alert him. The life Devrim led, if he wasn't a bit paranoid he would be dead. Devrim quietly slipped out of bed and his hand went under the bedside table. There was a silenced gun taped to the bottom of the drawer. A magazine was tapped beside it and Devrim pulled both out and loaded the gun. He began lightly stepping out of the room and walking toward the living room. He tried to see where Isabelle was, but couldn't see if she was in the sofa from where he was. He did hear some noise in the Kitchen and walked over to it. He held his gun lower, and peeked around the wall that separated him from the kitchen and came face to face with Isabelle stepping out with a glass of water. Devrim let out a large sigh of relief as he felt his heartbeat in his head. It was pounding. He quickly clicked the safety on and hid the gun behind him.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Isabelle...What...You're up late."</span>He said to her and set the gun on the small table on the other side of the wall. There were some things on the table as decor and he set the gun behind it. Devrim noticed the red eyes and the red which was on her cheeks.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"You okay?"</span>He asked and stepped away from the wall, coming further into her view.<br/><br/>She told him it was just a nightmare, but he could clearly tell it was effecting her a bit more than a normal one.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"You wanna talk about it?" </span>He asked her and she told him she didn't at the moment. Maybe at another time.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Okay..."</span>He said and watched her walk over and curl up on the sofa. Devrim sighed and grabbed the gun before heading up momentarily, putting it back where it was and closing the alarm. He then made his way back down and sat down beside Isabelle yet kept some distance between them. He wasn't sitting right up against her. As the night went on, he watched TV with Isabelle. He picked the remote up and shuffled through some of the channels.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Hmm....I can't seem to find something good. Anything catch your eye?"</span>He said as he looked over to her and stretched a bit. She said anything was fine so he clicked it a few more times before it came to something that was alright and watched with her. Eventually, he felt himself falling asleep on the couch and closed his eyes and sleep came over him. When he awoke later in the morning, He felt some weight on his arm and looked over to it, Isabelle had fallen asleep and cuddled up to him. Devrim looked around and the sun was peeking over the horizon, a few buildings were blocking the sun from entering the living room but it was illuminated enough that he could see without lights on. Devrim steadily moved out of the sofa and pulled a blanket over her and set a pillow where her head was. He walked over to the bathroom and walked in for a few moments before coming back out and heading into the kitchen. He looked over to the sleeping Isabelle. Maybe some food would help for when she wakes up. But he didn't want to make a lot of noise at the moment so he instead cleaned the penthouse a bit. When he heard Isabelle waking up, He looked to her again.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Morning."</span>he said to her softly. He made his way into the kitchen and began to make some breakfast for the two of them. He didn't know what she would like, but everyone liked scrambled eggs and sausage for breakfast, right? Yes. He'd make that. Devrim cooked as fast as he could and once he was done he slid the food onto two plates and took them to the table. He set them down and waited for Isabelle to come eat.