"I can't equate coming here to having handed in my notice, nor the bullet in the head I'd have received had I not come here, but - well. Suffice to say the job's over for now."

He glances over the top of Jack's head into the dull space of the room, not focusing on anything in particular - then realises that there's nothing else to focus on. No silent staring bodies in the dark, none of the gleaming emotionless eyes peering back at him. It's unnerving, how quickly they became part of the landscape, how empty the room feels in their absence.

"....Jack, do you still have company?"