POV: Zara
I woke up to the light from the horizon. Azai was already packing up, he looked startled. This would be, what, the fourth time? “Hey you’re up!” His face changed to a cheerful look, obviously fake. “Yeah” We didn't talk much, as we packed, or as we walked. No one spoke. Azai was still scared of something, was it me?
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