In a way, it felt good to be relied on, and to know that Ilia trusted him. Granted, she wasn't aware that she was basically putting her son's life into his hands, but Guy still appreciated it. He offered a smile, wanting to make it clear that there were no hard feelings even after his little episode earlier.

"Progress? Well..." It was true that they had been for a while, as much as getting through random trials in the caverns counted as progress, but the past few nights they'd obviously had to switch their focus.

Before he could say much more, though, the intercom went off, meaning it was time for dinner. Which also took them one step closer to nightshift. Guy drew in a breath and stood up. "Well, looks like we'll get another chance now," he said, finishing his sentence in a different way than expected. At least he'd dodged a bullet there.

"Good luck tonight, all right?" He didn't know what Ilia was up to, but hopefully she'd take extra caution now that she knew what this place was capable of. "And sorry again about earlier." He gave her a sheepish look before moving away to meet with his nurse.