It had rather been a surprise to Sisse to have been told of Lester's arrival. She had finished dressing and had been attempting to write a few letters but her mind had been wandering. She couldn't quite understand her feelings, simply that she was in a state. Having seen Sloane yesterday... held her. And now Lester was here.

Now she opened the door, her eyes taking in Lester. Memories flooded over her. Grief over Sloane blooding her veins, memories of bitterness as Lester turned away from her, the comfort she had felt in his arms. Then she was reminded that Sloane was alive, that she was well. She watched his arms move at his side as she stood frozen paused in the doorway. "Lester." His name tumbled from her lips but she had no idea what else to say.