He slept peacefully through the night. For the most part anyway. His eyes shot open. The dreams again. He slipped out of bed quietly, being sure not to wake Carinne. He slipped out of the room quietly, padding down to his workout room.<br/><br/>When Carinne wakes, he will not be there. If she follows the sounds down the halls of the Ace to the workout room, she will find Maddox hard at work in the shorts that he wore to bed, doing some martial art that looks to be very aggressive, not at all Jedi like, but there is an odd flow to it, gracefull in a predatory way. If she can tell the tattoo coloring from where she was, it would seem that the serpent tattoo was moving as if striking.<br/><br/>When he noticed, Carinne in the doorway he would stop and look over at her, giving her an easy smile. He would be bathed head to toe in sweat, so wet that his shorts would be plastered to his skin, his chest rising and falling, the serpent wavering back and forth, ready to strike at a moments notice.<br/><br/>"Carinne." He bowed to her. "I hope that you slept well and that I did not snore too loudly."