Trahearne has likewise started to learn that he wasn't the only night owl in the building. In the end, that was a good thing; total solitude wasn't good for anyone, he knew that much. He's also equally comfortable with companionable silence, so chances are that Devin has gotten a nod or two of acknowledgement during those nights. Making conversation in the middle of a quiet building always seemed like treading on a delicate moment, as though the silence truly could be broken apart.

But tonight, Trahearne's eyes are just wandering over the page in front of him, taking in the words without actually reading them. He did need the break. "This is important research," he pointed out, looking up at Devin. "We're better armed with knowledge if we know the mechanics behind how we came to be here."