"Hey Sophie, you good?"
Walking towards her was Elsie, a yawn escaping her lips.
Sophie flinched, glancing at her with a subtle yelp.
"Ye–Yeah! I am. Is there a problem with that?"
Elsie raised a brow.
"Relax, Sophie, I won't bite you."
"Ye–Yeah." She muttered in reply, a wry smile on her face as she chuckled.
"So we split up."
Darrell's voice pierced the air, cutting through their conversation.
They turned towards the boys as the conversation commenced.
"Yeah, I see it no other way," Jane said with a shrug.
"This bastard! You realise Ciara's missing as well, right?"
"Oh, don't bite. Ciara is her own person. There's no way she'll be defeated by the likes of them."
Darrell's brows furrowed deeply, a repressed rage dying within as a flash of images of Ciara played in his head.
He sighed, face-palming himself.
"True."
"Good. So, Carl and Darrell, go look for the students…" He glanced up, his gaze on the twins seated on their starves.
