The docks were a quiet place in the midst of all this commotion. Ales couldn't stand the constant doors opening and closing as the researchers rushed through the day, hoping to finish their tasks early so they can spend more time at the festival. What was even the point of it? All of these people partying like nothing when death was around the corner, and what of it? They would have no chance to escape if Palitutu attacked. She was smart to set the ultimatum during the Festival, but that was an easy move when the city was full of stupid people.

Ideally, he would have picked an empty pier to stand at the edge of, staring out at the water as the wind blew his dark cloak. Only those clothes made it hot, and there was a stream of fishermen seeking their prize fish. Fortunately, he spotted a friend amongst the crowd, if he could call her that. He hadn't had a friend in years to really know.

His footsteps were nearly silent as he approached Ellie, waiting until he stood by her or she noticed him to speak up.

"...Any bites?"