“In case of emergency, is there anything I need to know?”
Miranda opened her mouth for the fourth and final question and stopped midway. In the cold night breeze, he watched her huff air out to form small clouds that dissolved away. “In case,” she started. Her lips pursed, and she turned away for a moment before recentering herself. “In case of emergency, is there anything I need to know?”
“No,” he said. He met Miranda’s eyes, his stoic surface covering up the creeping fear that he refused to acknowledge. “We’ll be fine.” His fingers drummed for a moment before taking Penny’s hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “And you, you shouldn’t give up on your dream. A new identity doesn’t change who you are.”
