((Okay… been about a month. Jumping back in, here. :/ Sorry if I am autoing Trails et al on location; let me know and I can edit.
Re: Kyren -- Heather's language doesn't matter much to me, personally
Don't know about everyone else, though, hahaha))
Caden came up behind him and interjected into the conversation. Caleb stepped to the side a bit, allowing his former suitemate and the new woman room to verbally spar. The sparring match, however, did not last very long before the boy--Brandon--agreed to accompany their growing ‘army’ of inoculees. And then another boy showed up and rabbitted out of the room.
"He's not going to fare so well on his own - I'll follow," Caden said as Caleb stood there and blinked after the young Hispanic boy. Caden then proceeded to shift into his animal form and trotted off into the halls again.
When the woman started to follow the two who had left, Heather grabbed her wrist. This served to do two things: one, stop the woman in her tracks, and two, alert Caleb to the fact that others had followed down the hall.
"Are you freaking insane?" Heather hissed, and Caleb compressed his lips into a thin line of frustrated approval at her tirade. He flinched inwardly at the mention of family, and forcefully pushed away thoughts of Rachel. He would cross that bridge when he came to it. For now, getting out was what was important.
Heather swept out of the room, stalking after Caden and the young runner--Austin?--and Caleb turned to the woman once more.
“Look,” Caleb said, arms folded across his chest. “It doesn’t matter much to me whether you come or not. Frankly, we could use all the help we can get, but I’m not going try to force you to join us. All I ask,” he gave a lopsided smile, joking and hopeful and self-conscious all at once, “is that you don’t call down the guards on us if you decide not
And with that he turned away. It didn’t
matter if she came, not really; it would be helpful, hopefully, were she there, but not the end of the world if she didn’t. She was a big girl and could make her own choices, he rationalized as he went to the door and watched Heather’s retreating back. The big question at this point, however, was... what now?
What was the smart thing to do? Splitting up didn’t seem to be the way to go, but at the same time it would allow them to cover more ground in somewhat more inconspicuous groups. And if it did come to splitting up, who would he go with?
Heather would be safe with Caden. He knew that. Between the two of them, they could easily take care of themselves. Adding whatever it was Austin did to the mix and things would probably be okay for them. But he still felt a pang of guilt for even considering letting Heather go. Hot-headed or not, she was still a kid.
But he couldn’t leave Abel. Not again. Besides, he reasoned, it was easy enough to tell the others where to find them later if need be--just change into a feather coat and his texting bill went down significantly.
He turned his head to look toward his friend, looking at the wolf and the coyote in turn and trying not to look as frustrated as he felt for the sake of the little girl in their midst.
“Well, guys--what next? Follow Caden and Heather to grab Austin, or go elsewhere and look for either the cage room or a way out?”