Tristan got her message and left the club without even grabbing his jacket. He'd told Dave there was an emergency and to handle things. On his ride home he hoped everything went all right.
He opened up the door and wooshed into the apartment, all set to bust some heads or rush Rhiannon off to the hospital if he needed to. "What's going on in here?" He asked softly, seeing Rhiannon cuddling a red faced Harvey.