Gale's sleep habits have been irregular since he decided to self-isolate in his tower, with nowhere to be and no one to see. Maybe it's no surprise then, after the previous day, that he sleeps through most of the morning. When he finally does get up, he's patting the empty bed beside him before he's even fully awake, and it's the alarm that finally chases him out of bed. She's gone and you dreamt it all war for the reigns of his galloping heart, but he keeps his movements steady as he throws a dressing gown on and goes looking.

The study is the first place he looks, and the tension bleeds out of him when he sees her sitting there, surrounded by his own notes. "Good morning," he says with a smile, as if it were still morning, and as if he hadn't just been panicking.