"Heh, well, not much else we<span style="text-decoration: underline">can</span>do until tomorrow," answered Wesley. But he stopped in mid-sentence when an idea occured to him. He was unaware of what was happening in the other rooms despite his acute sight and hearing, but the thought of other hungry predators existing proved to be a useful formation. "But...do you want to try and see if we can find the conductor tonight?"<br/><br/>However, the bunnyboy had already dropped off to sleep by the time he'd finished, which meant that now it would be unlikely he would get through to him. "Great, just great," he snarled with a slaked growl, "just what I need. I'll just go myself." Slowly he climbed down from the bed, careful not to make a sound that would wake him up, although something stopped him in his tracks; his dark side.<span style="font-style: italic">Wesley, old boy - now is your perfect opportunity.</span>it crooned.<span style="font-style: italic">While he's sleeping, you can just eat him alive and the poor sod would never know it! Go on, you know you want to satisfy yourself!</span>But as he turned his head to face the sleeping bunnyboy, his hero side came back.<span style="font-style: italic">For God's sake Wesley, he's your roommate. And he suggested looking for the conductor. Go and do it for his sake.</span>With a momentary struggle to break away from his morbid desires, he latched one of his claws into the keyhole when he reached the door and pulled it towards him slowly, unaware of what he would find when he stepped out.