Sybille wasn't surprised when she approached Peter's tree house. She knew the man slept in the forest, and it wasn't much of a stretch to imagine he'd make a little home for himself out in the woods.

She steels herself, gritting her teeth as she notices Murdoc standing in front of the ladder. She pushes past him without comment, not even bothering to glance back at him as she scaled the ladder. She was angrier than she should be, and she knew that...but she couldn't find it in herself to care.