Twenty-eight day of Sat’xahr, 4:37 pm
District 3, Port area
Azalea, Blair and Emil have finally reunited with Tristan and Evan. They are now headed to the ship where Q is being held. Fewer people are strolling around the port this time. Most of the ones left are workers who carry and organize the cargoes into their assigned warehouse.
“Where’s Duke?” Blair asks on the way.
“He went ahead,” Tristan answers casually. “He said he won’t be able to survive any longer being apart from his adorable little sister.”
Emil sighs softly. “What the hell?..”
“I’m sure he got his reasons,” Azalea says while they continue on their way. “Prim must be spending all of her time alone today.”
“Now that you mention it,” Blair recalls. “Prim doesn’t seem to have any other friends aside from us.”
Emil
