Victor gently guided the sleepy children back to their rooms, his earlier confrontation with Darren fading into the background as he focused on the task at hand. The hallways of the Haven were quiet now, the only sounds were the soft shuffling of feet and occasional yawns from the little ones.
Tommy, one of the older boys, insisted on walking by himself, though his steps were unsteady with fatigue. Victor kept a watchful eye on him, ready to catch him if he stumbled. Lily, on the other hand, had already dozed off, her head resting on Victor's shoulder as he carried her. Her rag doll dangled precariously from her limp fingers, and Victor carefully adjusted his grip to ensure it wouldn't fall.
As they reached the first dormitory, Victor whispered, "Alright, who sleeps in here?" A few hands raised sleepily, and he ushered them inside. With practised ease, he helped each child into their bed, tucking blankets around them and ensuring their favourite stuffed animals were within reach.
