The rest of the day wasn’t particularly exciting – the idea Sawyer had was just to go get another bed for his sister and a couple of things so she could make the room feel like her own. It still felt romantic to Elizabeth, as she appreciated the gesture was as much for her as it was for his sister.
They started the conversation they had both been avoiding when they got back in the car to drive home.
“Where do we even start with this? It’s all too surreal to pick out a logical starting place for me.”
“This stuff isn’t foreign to Francesca. Remember she isn’t hearing about mutants and rituals for the first time. We just need to tell her what we know and have faith she’ll be able to help us come up with some sort of plan.”
“It’s been a month, you know.”
“I know.”
“We might only have fi
