It wasn’t often that Rhea so poorly planned her return to Amaurot that she would return in the dead of night. Traditionally her returns would be in the early morning or afternoon when her partners and friends were awake. Tonight was a different circumstance. Rhea felt compelled to go back home after the day she’d had. Azem had been lying there, unable to sleep, when she felt the most logical decision was to just rejoin Igeyorhm in their shared residence. It was rare that Azem felt such an unease at the weight on her shoulders, but here she was, stepping into their sky-rise condo at two a.m. in the middle of the week.

Rhea entered as quietly as she was capable of at the moment and discarded her mask with a sweep of her hand. The robe was next discarded as she shrugged out of the material, too lazy to unmake it to recreate it later in the morning. She shed everything but her underwear as she padded to their bedroom. Navigating the space didn’t require light, with how familiar she was with its landscape. The mint-haired woman slipped into bed behind her partner. Magenta hues traced over the other woman’s shape in complete darkness before slowly wrapping an arm around her waist.

“You can’t really blame me for this when you’re the one who was keeping everything a mystery,” Amara explained lazily, her hand tracing over the wall as she walked. The brunette had found herself in the aetheric recreation of Amaurot, deep within, finding a particular part of the city having a ‘pull’ on her. It was one of the many reasons she was here and alone. The last thing she needed was the Scions to poke their noses into her business. Amara was more involved with Emet-Selch than she cared for them to know, and her curiosity had gotten the better of her from something one of the Amaurotine shades had said.

Instinct had led her deep into the city and into one of the many buildings that stretched up towards the sky. Or rather, as close as it could get beneath the depths. At some point along her path Emet had joined her, demanding to know what she was doing here and what she wanted. Her previous words had meant to temporarily side-step the question because she wanted to find out where she was being pulled to. Up many flights, she paused in front of a door, before turning to look at him finally.