Today, 12:15 AM
Connor felt Ayden's muscle tense and Nox's laughter. Truth was, he wanted belt the punk across the face. But this was about deescalation. Last he'd heard, slapping the shit out of someone wasn't in the approved toolbox.
Ayden had come prepared and Nox took the files, reading quickly. At times, he almost seemed to be murmuring or reacting to voices in his head.
Jesus, that's all they needed. They kid turning out to be crazy. Out of the frying pan into the fire. And then, a satisfied look on his face, Nox turned his phone to them. The original messages.
For a moment, Connor just looked at the text. He saw words here and there. But he also felt frustrated at being yanked around. Nox seemed to be saying that they had been lied to about his mission. Which he didn't find shocking.
He waved at the text. "So what's the tl;dr? That you aren't here to... he looked around and amended his intended words, "to do what Ayden said?
He looked at Ayden, interested in her interpretation of what they'd been shown.
Ayden had come prepared and Nox took the files, reading quickly. At times, he almost seemed to be murmuring or reacting to voices in his head.
Jesus, that's all they needed. They kid turning out to be crazy. Out of the frying pan into the fire. And then, a satisfied look on his face, Nox turned his phone to them. The original messages.
For a moment, Connor just looked at the text. He saw words here and there. But he also felt frustrated at being yanked around. Nox seemed to be saying that they had been lied to about his mission. Which he didn't find shocking.
He waved at the text. "So what's the tl;dr? That you aren't here to... he looked around and amended his intended words, "to do what Ayden said?
He looked at Ayden, interested in her interpretation of what they'd been shown.