Owen was in the middle of his routine midnight jog when he saw someone lingering outside what was left of the school. Slowing his pace he tried to see who it was, before coming to stop as he recognised the brunette. The male approached her with a friendly smile. “Hey, you alright?” He asked wondering how she was feeling. The last time he had seen her was when he had helped her out of the burning building. “I was just asking how you are.” He replied with a smile. “I like it out here at this time of night. It’s eerily silent but in a good way. What brings you out here?”

Lexi recognised him immediately as the man she’d met in the burning building not too far ahead of them. “I’m fine.” She replied quickly after he repeated himself, returning his smile. “How are you?” She asked, head tilting to the side slightly in genuine curiosity. A knowing smile pulled further on her lips as he explained what brought him out so late in the night. “I like the quiet, too.” Lexi had long ago found that the same places that were bustling with crowds in the daytime, were practically a graveyard by nighttime. It was perfect when you needed somewhere to gather muse. “It helps me think a little better.” The brunette admitted. “And play a little more coherently.” She shrugged the shoulder that held the guitar strap and a barely audible chuckle left her lips. 

A guitar lay across the brunette’s lap, strings making a sweet melody in her ears as she plucked at them. She often drowned out the world around her when she was playing and singing, but this time the noise cancelling property of her headphones was proving to have more of an effect than was perhaps ideal. It was only when the smoke got so thick that it was becoming more and more difficult to sing properly that Lexi even began to consider that there might have been a problem. But it was the hand she felt on her shoulder that really startled her -- she jumped and pulled her headphones off of her head. “Fuck.” She muttered under her breath, looking up at the man who had interrupted her. She finally heard the distant shouting and panic. "What's going on?" Her eyes moved over the figure, seeing his obvious worn-out self -- a little charred, too.

Though the brunette was convincing Asher had caught on that she hadn’t been paying attention. He looked over at the commotion she’d be watching before his gaze settled back onto her. The male was unsure whether she had anything to do with the incident and he wasn’t about to ask either. “Hey, Lex, are you okay?” He asked concerned as he reached out across the table for her hand.