Twenty Three

Ace halted his strut towards Hibis upon noticing her flushed face in the fading sun. “Why are you so red?” He demanded suddenly, trying his hardest not to fall to the realisation when he saw her fiddling with the necklace. She avoided eye contact upon being questioned, answering hastily, “Alistair came by and—”

“Alistair…and Raven,” Ace growled, angry all again. He immediately settled himself down on top of the boulder adjacent to Hibis’, bringing out a notepad. The girl peered over to see scribbles in doctor’s handwriting, many circles, and question marks. It was almost as if she could hear the frustrations seeping out of the notes.

Ace tapped on the pad. “Do you remember when we first got the emergency alarm notice, and Alistair looked angry upon hearing the words of the enemies giving the weaponry to help us with the search?” He asked her. Hibis bit her lip thoughtfully. “Yeah, but it didn’t seem to stand out so much to me. Why?”