Victor slowly paced the floor near the door of the hospital chamber. Despite the cold, stark tiles on the floor he did not make a sound as he trod slowly back and forth, his sharp teeth working at his lower lip. The steady beep of the machinery was beginning to make his head throb and the strong chemical smell of the cleaners began to sting his nose. He was becoming more and more on edge as he waited for the two sisters to complete their task. He stood to one side as Princess Luna finished her preparations, and then asked him and her sister to leave them alone.