Decision (2)

Looking at Rave, the first thing that flashed into his mind was, something must have happened when he met his subordinates, or it had something to do with the information he got from them. 

Rave continued at his pace until he was already sitting beside Arren. He leaned on the seat, looking weak. 

Arren frowned, he was really worried and he couldn't help but touched the omega's forehead He only sighed in relief that he didn't have a fever. 

"What happened?" Arren asked, still concerned since Rave looked exhausted or something else he couldn't pinpoint. "Did you find out something?" He stared at the omega's face, observing his expression. 

The white-haired omega met his eyes, and for a moment a conflicted emotion flickered in his eyes. Rave exhaled, fidgeting with his hand, but he didn't avert his eyes from Arren.