Fresco waited outside Daniel's door for quite a while before his brother finally emerged.

"She's resting," he said, weariness all over his face.

Fresco didn't bother with the snide remark popping into his head. He didn't much care how Genvieve was, honestly, but he didn't see any use in troubling Daniel further so he held it back.

"You wanted to talk?" Best to get to the point. Fresco was tired himself, although if he was going to be truthful, he dreaded going to ...