While most of the debris was already cleared away, several different parts of things were still strewed upon the floor, like broken bits of glass, little pools of alcohol and odd ends of chairs and tables. Sean was now standing behind the left-handed side of the bar where the counter wasn't destroyed in it's entirely. After he poured wine in a guest's glass - which has been stored in a warehouse - he sat down on a bar stool to grant his aching back a short rest period.
He gazed at the now bleak spot, where the rest of the counter was before Achille detonated the bar. Sean definitly did not except the result to be in such demolishing way. Lost in thoughts, he didn't notice her approaching. When she stood in front of him, he looked at her in an puzzled and surprised alike way.
"I normally don't do this, but..Good bye Sean. I would say its been fun, but I tend to find stretching the truth a lie at times."
Sean was completely flabbergasted and it took a few seconds for him to realized what Susan ment by that. He slowly drew himself up, leaned on the rest of the counter and glanced at her.
"You-...you are leaving?! Susan y-...you can not simply leave. There is no way to leave the inner circle once you are in. Robert wouldn't let you go...There has to be a different way. I mean-...why are you leaving in the first place? It's safe here, I told you many times. Susan, I'm feeling so confident about the security of this place that I decided to move here with my family.
Do you want to keep on living this way 'till the end of your life?"