"The new clothes still suit us." Victor's voice rang out in the distance.
The others laughed.
And that made Adora feel annoyed.
Eric and Adora sat together on a fallen tree trunk not far from the large wooden hut where Victor and his group lived. As the afternoon began to fall, the sun slipped behind the trees, creating long shadows and a slow creeping chill.
Adora wrapped her arms around herself, trying to keep warm. "I thought that when we met other humans, things would get better," she murmured softly. "It's not that simple."
Eric turned to her, his eyes still sharp with caution. "They're not bad people, Dora. But they're also not people who can be fully trusted."
"Are you sorry we found them?" Adora asked.
Eric paused for a few seconds before answering. "No, I'm not. But I regr
