Where the Heart Is

Ísja and Num are still sitting on the curb. Num leans his head into one hand anxiously.

NUM: "On second thought, maybe we'd be better off staying here."

ÍSJA: "I'll drag you back if I have to."

Ísja briefly steels himself before drinking the medicine he'd been making. He pulls a face at the taste.

NUM: "You think there's something off about Lani too, right?"

Ísja collects himself again and looks at Num.

ÍSJA: "What?"

NUM: "She hasn't explained anything about yesterday. She's gotta be hiding something."

ÍSJA: "To be fair, we didn't really ask for any details."

NUM: "I'm just a little worried about how she's connected to those masked freaks."

ÍSJA: "She might not be connected at all. They probably go after random people."

Num's expression hardens. He side-eyes Ísja.

NUM: "And some people have targets on their backs for some reason or another. You should know that by now."

NUM: "If that wasn't how things work, maybe I could've..."

He looks at the scarf laying in his hands and the other end in Ísja's hands.

NUM: "Ugh. The point is, she's a huge liability. She's the reason we got chased to begin with."

ÍSJA: "Well, yeah, but..."

Neither boys realize that Lani has been walking closer until she's a few footsteps away. Ísja perks up immediately.

ÍSJA: "Oh! Hi!"


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