He couldn't correctly recall when he first started to sneak out. He almost had it down to a fine art. That was a feat in itself, with all the security the order had recently added, almost everyone was under house arrest it seemed. As someone part of the bookman clan he did have some leniency. Every little bit count.
There was always the sense of guilt that follows every visit. He couldn't pinpoint it exactly. The guilt seemed to sneak up on him. In a sense, he was betraying the order and yet he shouldn't feel a kinship to the order. He wasn't supposed to feel anything towards the order or the individuals within it; then again he wasn't exactly supposed to be sleeping with a member of the Noah clan. Especially not Tyki Mikk. He wasn't sure which option was the lesser evil really.