They ask each other how their day was even though their responses are always the same. “Nothing interesting,” Debra says. “I don’t want to talk about it,” the assailant responded dismissively. They get ready for bed together and lay together as well. It is not a beautiful life. But it is as happy as one can get. They’ve been together since before the world became what it is, so they try to make the most of it. They sleep in silence not including the creaking of the house. The assailant wakes up to Debra cooking breakfast. It is a mostly silent morning. Debra breaks that silence shortly. “I’ve been dreaming of Ava.” The assailant is surprised by the comment. Especially since it was referring to a name that he never thought he would hear again. He thinks about her all the time, just never wanted to vocalize it. He finished his food in silence, packs up his things, and heads to work for the day. Debra gets upset.