Brat.

Lenox pov

Ooooh, my family will hate me. Something I have to get used to, eh?

For now, at least I have my trusted companion spoon, so I can’t claim my life has ended just yet. What I plan to do, though, might lead me to that place sooner than anticipated.

“A tad bit dramatic, don’t you think?” Atlas chuckles, as always ruining the moment I’m trying to slip into the role of a proper drama queen.

“Why do you even care?” I grumble.

Yes, sure, I’m being stingy and everything, but I have the right to be. He can’t expect I won’t react to his ideas in the worst ways possible. This, after all, is his idea.

“Oh, come on, don’t be such a snowflake. It’ll be fine.” Atlas laughs at my inner thoughts.

“Fine - my ass,” I laugh. “What if we don’t find the way back home?”

He doesn’t offer an answer or another remark and after a while, I realise there won’t be an answer at all. For once, he’s stuck deep in thought, completely obvious to me, losing my patience.

Walking deeper into the forest, a