"Mam'selle?" Aramis asks from the door, his hat clutched to his chest. He doesn't think much of men who call on women uninvited, but he had hoped to thank her for her efforts after the vampires. It seems his instincts were correct - looking at her now, her face blank with shock in the light of her computing screen, Aramis begins to back away.

"Forgive me," he says. "I am intruding."