A Change of Surroundings || Aster & Leota
He pressed his lips together, sucking in the sides of his cheeks as he looked down at the woman asking the question. He crossed his arms over his chest in a self-defensive manner, pulling in a breath before answering.
"Neither," he said decisively, because he had no good news to give, and wallflower? He wasn’t a wallflower. A wallflower wasn’t even a real flower. "I’m here to see how things are in this car. Join you guys for a bit, and all that." That wasn’t necessarily a lie. He was here to stay in the car, and he’d be telling Cal if anything fishy was going on.
"You waiting for something in particular?" He turned a question back on her, trying not to let the conversation linger too long on himself. He wasn’t getting into himself right now.
She tilted her head as he looked her way, waiting for him to speak. When he did she couldn't help but to show a slight disappointment. Nothing new. She really shouldn't be surprised the way things had been going as of late.Â
Leota sighed, running her fingers through her hair. "Of course I am." She raised a brow. "We all are crammed into this one car, most of us have no idea what even has happened for all of this to happen. We are waiting for news. Any kind. Or at least a green light for us to go back to our own rooms."
The secrecy was getting old. The attitudes were getting older.Â
"Though it probably seems different from your side, no?"









