Jeckyl sighed. "He was confused, Lorelai. When people are confused, they're dangerous. Confused people were what killed your parents..." He placed a hand on her tank. "And I want to keep you as safe as possible. Maybe it would be best if he didn't come in here again..."<br/><br/>Alma stood outside the door for a few moments, and then signed. A guard motioned for him to return to his work. Alma nodded and walked back to his cubicle. An envelope of papers had been placed on his desk that needed work. The top one was about illegal distributions of mattresses stuffed with Pegasus feathers, which by the one in the envelope were extremely soft. 'So this is the kind of stuff I work on now...' he thought. He sighed, got to work, and tried his best to not think about Lorelai, but failed.