Hearing the excitement in Heiji's voice brought a smile to Clive's face. "I noticed. I snagged a few for myself so I can read them once I have access to a proper light source again." He was very eager to have quality reading material again - he just couldn't tolerate the garbage in the lounge anymore.

"Anyway, I'll see you once I've eaten and freshened up a bit. You'll know when I'm on my way." Damn this accursed squeaky chair. Clive ended the conversation there and did exactly those things. Thank fucking god this room had a toilet and a sink, now he knew he didn't have to bother trying to get past the robots in the first floor bathroom, so he took advantage of both of those things while he was there.

About half an hour later, Clive finally left the room and headed for the stairs. He managed to get up them all by himself last night, so surely he could make it downstairs too. Getting down the stairs proved to be less exhausting but far more dangerous, but fortunately he managed to make it to the first floor without hurting himself. Then Heiji would be able to hear the constant squeak squeak squeaking of Clive's chair in the distance, quickly getting louder and louder...