The evening hadn't fully settled.
The sky lingered between light and dark. Aren stood outside the station. Not inside but just as a comman man.
"Hey" Aren didn't turn immediately, for he knew whose voice was soo firm yet light.
"I didn't go in." Veydrick stepped beside him.
"I noticed."
Lights flickered inside the building. People moved. Work continued.
"They've already moved on," Aren said.
"You haven't," Veydrick replied.
Aren exhaled quietly and said: "I can't."
"The case," Veydrick said.
Aren nodded slightly and said "It's not random."
"I know." That made Aren glance at him. Veydrick added, calm as ever— "You wouldn't be here if it was."
Aren looked back at the station and said "They're missing something."
"Then find it."
Aren frowned slightly. "I'm suspended."
Veydrick turned his head just enough to meet his eyes.
"You don't need permission to think."
That stayed.
Aren studied Veydrick for a moment and asked: "…You trust me that much?"
Veydrick didn't hesitate and replied: "I trust how you think."
Aren let out a quiet breath."…that's dangerous."
"Only if you forget why you started." Veydrick said in his calm voice, as if trying to uplift Aren.
"If you're going to do this…" he said, "…do it properly."
Aren gave a faint nod.
"I will."
Veydrick turned to leave, but he stopped and looked back. Aren was still looking at the buildings in front of him. Veydrick knew Aren was still thinking, but whatever Aren chose, would be for good.