Quebec worried for Topher, because the man had always been nice -- if a bit condescending sometimes -- to him. He considered Topher a friend and didn't want to see him sad, but Kilo had a point. "I don't want Topher to get in trouble," he said. "We'll just go."

He smiled at Kilo and then led his partner to the elevator. They were on the ground floor, and Quebec was hoping that the elevator car would be there waiting. He didn't want to run the risk of the elevator ding drawing attention. He took a deep breath and poked his head through the doors, and then grinned, tugging Kilo into the car with him.