Madison still looks as though she doesn't expect to survive the night. As for the mortal, he looks perhaps a bit more hopeful. If only because he doesn't grasp the true depth of the world he finds himself sitting in.
"We have to be out of here in a few hours," Madison says quietly, staring at the wall. "The webcams come back on."
It's funny how, even when you're certain of your own demise, you still reflexively grant consideration to things like the Masquerade.
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