So that's what JT did - He threw Dusk over his right shoulder and nestled her waist comfortably on it with his hand on her knees, which he hugged to his chest as he walked on back to his home. He did have a small safe house a few blocks away, it was a bug-out home in case he needed to hide himself or friends from invading forces, though he didn't quite have any uses for it other than being a second home in the neighbourhood currently so that's what he used it as. The Marshal opened the door into his house moments later, as a glow from a light ahead greeted him and painted the house in a whitened hue. The tan walls looked to gleam as if they had been recently cleaned and the polished wooden floors matched that same look, though JT went right through the corridor that they were in, past the kitchen and into the large living room. He set Dusk on the couch, threw on the news, and uncuffed her before he went to the kitchen and started fixing himself a drink. It would be a matter of time before Dusk awoke, though JT wasn't anticipating it would be too long of a wait.