"Square," Conall added, trudging back towards the boy who'd made the exclamation. He and Ainsworth had reached the beginning and end of the phrase, and it would have been a great pleasure to leave the rest of the group stumbling around in the dark and move onwards, but they'd been able to hear all their voices, so had begrudgingly come back.
He felt like the group assembled back at the porch had gotten smaller since they'd split up, but he couldn't be bothered to count. "You all comin'?" He announced, heading off without further ado towards what was the only lead they had, even though it was probably a trap. (Better if others did come, then; maybe they could put themselves to some use as bait.)
He felt like the group assembled back at the porch had gotten smaller since they'd split up, but he couldn't be bothered to count. "You all comin'?" He announced, heading off without further ado towards what was the only lead they had, even though it was probably a trap. (Better if others did come, then; maybe they could put themselves to some use as bait.)
