"You're starting to think of this place as home?"

She isn't drinking tonight. She needs to be in control now, to make sure she has the poise to spare to keep the people she cares for from panicking. Fortunately, Wyatt's not someone she has to expend her tenuous grip on stability for.

She leans against the wall, taking some of the weight off her aching feet, and watches the lights.

"Have you found Max yet?"