Can We Really Depend On Them?

Once Mark was gone, Henry sat back down and sighed while folding his hands. George cleaned a bit of sweat that had accumulated on his brow while swallowing nervously. That moment when Henry and Mark were staring each other down was the most tense moment that George had ever felt in his life. He felt like he was standing in the middle of two giant mountains, and any risky movement from him would make them both fall on top of him. George was just grateful that Henry and Mark didn't resort to more violent actions.

Once George was sure that Mark was no longer within earshot, he spoke up.