Garret awoke the next morning, slightly refreshed from the prior day. He considered the candid words he had exchanged with that citizen, mulling them over even as he started his day's workout. Though he was not at the HQ, he continued the basics, from situps to pushups. And then he meditated. Meditated on all that had transpired the prior night. He continued to meditate, thinking back on the week, then the month, and then the year. A tug at his conscious pulled his thoughts elsewhere. His mind kept going back to Kirine, and how she subconsciously played at her scar. A scar that Garret had left on her, after having tortured the woman for information.
At last, Garret could stand it no longer. He ordered hot water for a bath at the inn he was staying at and prepared himself for a short visit to the ex-slaver Serene's establishment. Once his preparations were complete, he made his way to Serene's with the speed backed by purpose. By now, the Guards knew Garret well enough that they had no need to request his name and if he were welcome. There was but a simple nod between himself and the guard at the door before he entered.
At last, Garret could stand it no longer. He ordered hot water for a bath at the inn he was staying at and prepared himself for a short visit to the ex-slaver Serene's establishment. Once his preparations were complete, he made his way to Serene's with the speed backed by purpose. By now, the Guards knew Garret well enough that they had no need to request his name and if he were welcome. There was but a simple nod between himself and the guard at the door before he entered.