Stanley makes her way over to the cot. She can smell Lauren, she knows he's near, but something is different. She squeaks out his name and as ridiculous as it is he turns to the sound. He can understand her after all, being the one who first taught her speech in the first place. He'd almost forgotten she was there. He reaches down, to pick her up, but at the movement she lets out a terrified squeak draws away. She runs to hide beneath some nearby table, and Lauren watches her without saying a word. He pulls his hand back, before settling it in his lap.

"We can talk about it later. I'll just stay here for the night."