Mia reached out for Ford's hand before they followed the others into the tunnel. Yesterday, she'd been so preoccupied with the aftermath of his kiss that she hadn't truly thought about following Martin through his cave.
She'd simply moved, her mind racing through the implications of Ford's declaration of feelings for her. Now, she shied away from the darkness that reminded her of the first time she'd been in a cave with Martin.
He squeezed her hand, seeming to understand that she needed him in more ways than one.
Martin led the group with his torch. Anaisa and Grandpa followed behind, with the young couple bringing up the rear. Of course, no one but Martin would have commented on their hand holding.
No one spoke much along the way. Martin's warnings of things deep in the earth had raised Mia's fears, and she looked for the nearest dangerous creature on impulse.
The direction of the pull told her almost nothing at all, of course.