Gary was planning to be good tonight, he really was. No roaming about town into the early hours of dawn, no twelve-hour video game binges, no midnight runs to the other floors. He's in his pajamas, even, when he comes creeping through the darkened halls that Psii is leaning halfway out of, as he has been since the lights went out. The sound of cooing is what's drawn him here.

"Bruiser?" The teen is tiptoeing, but he's not exactly keeping his presence a secret. "Is that you, you adorable little dipshit?" Gary lowers his voice to a mumble. "Last time I take you out for a walk. Fucking hell..."

There's another coo of the tribble and he perks up. That sounded close. "Bruiser?" Gary quickens his pace, zeroes in on the room where the calls are coming from. Unfortunately it's pitch-black in there and Psii is still near the doorway. Gary runs straight into him.

"Jesus!"