There are voices coming from the bedroom. For a second, Dutch stands just outside her door, listening. She'd thought Matthias was talking to himself or talking in his sleep but there's a distinctive second voice in there and Dutch --

She has to see what's going on. With a smirk on her face (because it's so easy to hide any fear behind that), she pads into the bedroom and stops short at seeing Matthias and another man standing around her bed. This would be the things dream would be made of if it wasn't so strange.

"Well, this is...unexpected," she says, looking from Matthias to the stranger. "Matthias, did you get tired of me already?"