The skies began to turn red. He stared out the window, eyes hunting for any sign of Talon patrols.
No one.
Maybe they hadn't noticed his sudden disappearance.
Everyone else is asleep, save the girl and the Merb. The Merb's driving.
She's standing nearby, reading the journal again.
"I still don't get it."
He jumps at the sound of her voice.
"Don't get what?" he asks, his voice strained and tired.
"Why you decided to help us."
"I have my reasons."
