The door had barely closed behind Damien's back, before Lane was out on the balcony, kicking off the railing, then the air with his Sky Step, to get to his own apartment upstairs. His laptop was there, after all, which he needed to go through the past reports and his own notes, as he tried to figure out what was the reason behind the reactivation of that C-rank Gate.
He always kept it upstairs. Not because he didn't trust Damien or anything like that… Well, perhaps he was still reluctant to trust the man in some aspects - primarily whether Damien would still be willing to stay with him if he knew the whole truth - but he knew that Damien wouldn't snoop around his personal stuff without permission. Besides, the laptop was password protected, so even if someone else (that is, Clara) tried to go through it while visiting, they wouldn't be able to do anything. Lane wasn't so stupid as to allow anything about the secret organization to be easily accessible. It was just that…
