Anza’s nod was slow, but whether she accepted and understood what he said was unclear. It seemed to be an automatic action she did when she was trying to make sense of the information she received.
They both turned towards some voices that were coming closer to them. The group of humans at the coffee shop were now going their way. Anza glanced at Veren with a frown. She couldn’t make out what they were saying. Thanks to his superior hearing, the conversation of the incoming party was clear. The three were looking for them. The boys were keen on meeting Anza, and the girl was interested in him.
He sighed. They would have to deal with these juveniles unless they left the lighthouse. But he promised Anza the sunrise …
“Oh … do you think they're coming this way?” Anza asked, her nose wrinkl
