"How long are you going to wait here?"
I looked up to see Caine leaning against Lydia's closed door.
"I thought you had left," I said.
"I did, but I came back to check." He said as he pushed off of the door. "Still not back?"
"Nope," I replied.
"It's been hours," Caine stated.
"Yep," I replied.
"That must be a good sign, right?" He asked.
I shrugged.
"I hope it means that someone was willing to hear her out, but I don't know. I've never broken into Hell before." I said.
"Well," Caine said as he sat next to me on the floor, our backs leaning against Lydia's bed. "What do you think is happening?"
I had to think about it for a moment.
"I think Lydia somehow got her chance to talk. I don't think anything bad is happening to her. I just... don't have a good feeling about it either."
