Everything passes like a blur, one moment you were just sitting in bliss watching the sunrise then you are worrying how to be intangible even if the sunset had gone down. There were assurances of not leaving and staying on each other's back, yet, it was the memory that haunts them and keeps them zoning apart from wanting to catch and remember what happened and what is supposed to happen.
Sage is undeniably calm, his calm demeanor soothes them a little but did not appease the burning worry at all. Amity looked up and she saw it. His brother, whom she just met not even long ago, was holding a sense of familiarity in this particular situation. Amity hates the familiarity rolled out of his eyes, like how danger and threat of death are supposed to be this familiar to him and do not bother him
