Peter kept glancing sideways as he walked, like he was trying to read Kael's mood off a profile that refused to give him anything. His shoulders were stiff, his stride cautious, and he kept a hand close to his belt as if remembering he had a weapon was the same thing as being ready to use it.
The city around them was nothing but dead angles and broken windows, too many places for something to watch.
Too many places for a person to hide and decide now was the moment to be brave. The tension couldn't be described, but it could definitely be felt.
"Where are we going?" Peter asked as he tried to break the tension.
His voice came out a little too quickly, like he'd been chewing on the question for a while and finally couldn't stand the silence anymore.
Since Kael had been rather silent for the past half an hour since they split up, he felt the need to at least break the ice or make small talk.
Kael stood still and waited for Peter to catch up.
