He sat there, quietly anticipating her arrival. Hoping she would follow her normal schedule, and that what he witnessed yesterday wasn’t a one time event.He had gone over it in his head multiple times the night before; with and without the assistance of his hand.He had decided it was too organized, practiced, too prepared. It must be a common occurrence. Praying to Circe that he would be able to get this second chance to view the event up close.