"Oh, well I was just curious." Cylus says. "I think I'll just relax a bit then." He rests his back on the wall and removes his helmet, placing it in front of him. Then, he presses a couple buttons on his wrist panel and lights begin to flash, the faint noise of Pac-Man being played. "It's the simple things... That's where it's at." he says to Marker, his eyes still on the game.

Marker didn't respond, though a snoring was heard from where he laid. He had fallen asleep.

"Ah, well goodnight Marker." Cylus got himself settled in, and soon his eyelids became heavy from staring at the screen. The noise of Pac-Man's death was heard and with that, he had nodded off.