Astair returned a few hours later or maybe it was only a few minutes. He wasn't really sure the time seemed to fly by so fast in the night and before he knew it, it was already midnight. At least his pocket watch had not run down yet before it could tell him that. The thing was a little harder to maintain than any normal wristwatch and it's gears needed to be cleaned one every so often as well as wind up before it stopped, but Astair was used to doing it all and didn't think of it as an extra burden or anything. In a way, it kind of reminded him of the much older times when things weren't so complicated and he was suddenly facing trouble killing people. He didn't enjoy killing a much as taking care of his watch, but still it shouldn't be so hard. He still couldn't get over the fact that he had a slayer staying in his guest bedroom. How easy would it be to sneak in and stab the man.

Instead, he just sighed to himself and threw his shirt onto the couch as he made his way to his own bedroom. His bed was rather big for just one person, but it gave him space to toss and turn in another restless night's sleep before the morning came to greet him unceremoniously.