“Feed’s coming in,” one of the guards said over the radio.
The screen sharpened.
Trees.
Endless trees.
Dense clusters of green broken only by occasional clearings and narrow animal trails.
Nothing obvious.
Nothing helpful.
Not yet.
We watched in silence for a while.
Minutes passed.
Maybe more.
Time felt strange out here.
Like it stretched too thin.
I shifted slightly in my seat, exhaling slowly as I kept my eyes on the screen.
Then, because the silence was starting to press in too tightly, I spoke.
“So, Kael,” I said, glancing toward him. “How’s your man?”
He blinked, clearly not expecting that.
“What?”
I smirked slightly.
“You heard me.”
He hesitated for half a second, then looked back at the screen.
“He’s… still around.”
Thoren huffed quietly beside me.
“Well, that
