He gazes into the dark...and the dark gazes back. That human form lurking near the doorway--has she been there, watching, or did she only just now appear? It's impossible to catch the shift between empty shadows and the moment she's definitely there, shoulders gently rising and falling with each breath. If she has a face it can't be seen in the darkness; there's just the unnatural glint of her eyes and...teeth.

She's smiling at him.

He's done a good job.