[i][b]Benjamin's room, Adrian and Benjamin[/i][/b] "Well, could you tell me if there are any possible points of entry?" "They're all over this magnificent mansion!" "I mean ones we can't find on our own." "Nope. What? You think I have a secret passage somewhere? HA! Well, actually, that's not a bad idea..." "This is pointless," exasperated Adrian. "Forget it. We'll do something on our own about it." "Have fun!" Adrian walked out of Benjamin's room and descended the stairs to the kitchen. [i][b]Willow's room, Dillon and Willow[/i][/b] "Oh, right," she said before standing up from the bed. "I should probably go." With a wave bye Dillon walked out of Willow's room and into the hallway, "Fudge," she thought. "This will be even worse than the last exit exam. Not only do we have to worry about what goes on in the arena, but where we sleep. I don't even know how we begin to take measures to protect ourselves in our dreams..." Dillon sighed, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Adrian descend the steps, and ran after him. "Hey!" Adrian abruptly stopped and looked at her, "Yeah?" "Where'd you go?" "I went to talk with Benjamin," he said as continued walking towards the kitchen and she waked alongside him. "About what happened?" "That is correct. Strangely enough, he wasn't overly worried about it." "I think you need to apologize to Willow." "I'm sorry?" "Yes, like that." "No, I mean, what?" "Well, he had just been through something obviously traumatic, but you only berated him for his lack of control. It was pretty insensitive." "It was also the truth. I stated it and he knows where we stand. Either he gets over it or allows it to get to him. Either way, I don't care as long as I win the exit exam." "Why are you like this? I think it would alleviate some tension in the house." "Look, while you're busy discussing feelings, I'll be doing something productive and useful. Like checking to make sure nothing like this happens again." Dillon stopped following him and stormed off in the opposite direction. Adrian walked into the kitchen to be greated by the sight of Lydia on the counter. "Enjoying your bagel?" he asked.