With a nod, Soyina led them back into the undercity, leading them to a new sector Andi and Dex hadn’t seen earlier. Rows of doors lined a narrow corridor.

“Welcome to your luxurious room,” Soyina said, gesturing to a door marked with the number fourteen.

As they stepped inside, Andi noted it was far from a five-star hotel room, which was fine by her. The interior was largely bare, save for a bunk bed lining the left wall and a small desk and chair pressed against the right.

“I’ll be back for you two tomorrow morning,” Soyina told them. “Bathroom is down the hall and to the right. Don’t use the third stall, though.”

“Why?” Andi asked curiously.

“Just don’t. Trust me.”

Andi hardly remembered climbing into the top bunk last night, because once her head hit the thin pillow, she was out like a light. Dex, on the other hand, had somehow managed to fall asleep leaning against the doorway and didn’t wake up even as she ushered him into bed.

Blearily, her gaze drifted to the clock mounted on the wall across the small room. Her eyes widened as they focused on the time. It was well past morning and dipping into the afternoon. Andi couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept so late. Usually she was the first to wake and the last to go to sleep.

Though technically, right now she was the first to wake. She could hear Dex snoring away in the bed below hers.

Andi hopped off the bunk and landed softly on the stone floor below. Dex was still in the exact same position she’d left him in last night: face plastered against his pillow, legs hanging slightly over the edge of the bed. The only difference was the drool dripping from the corner of his mouth and pooling on the gray sheet below.

And, to her great surprise, Havoc was curled up in his arms, purring happily.

“That’s a sight I never thought I’d see,” Andi muttered. She poked Dex’s cheek.

He didn’t move an inch, so she prodded him again. Still nothing, so she shook his shoulder, but he just kept snoring. Havoc opened one eye, but mercifully didn’t attack.

“Damn,” Andi muttered. Usually Dex could be woken up by someone breathing too loudly. It looked like she’d need to resort to more extreme measures if they were to leave the room at all today.

She leaned in and flicked Havoc’s horned head, then darted out of his range as the creature scurried from Dex’s grasp, leaping over the edge of the bunk and out of sight. Then Andi grabbed the edge of the flimsy mattress and pulled. With a satisfying thump, Dex and his mattress fell to the floor, making him jolt upright. He reached for his gun, and Andi threw her hands up in defense. “Whoa there. Easy now.”