Even though Aren was curious about where they were headed, he didn't ask. He simply leaned back and let himself enjoy the ride. Who knew when he'd ever get the chance to sit in a car like this again?
His eyes drifted toward Rex, who sat beside him with that same calm, collected expression, as if nothing in the world could ruffle him. In that moment, Aren couldn't help but think Rex truly was someone great.. someone born to carry himself like this. Compared to him, Aren suddenly felt small, even a little ashamed of himself. The difference between them seemed so vast that it pressed down on his chest, leaving him quiet, lost in thought.
