"Sorry, we found Jack in pretty bad shape, so we decided to bring him back here to rest," Emanuele explained.
I looked over at Azur when I noticed him starting to sign. He was asking if Jack was okay.
"He said he should be fully healed in a few hours, so we brought him back so he could sleep it off," I told him.
He nodded in understanding.
"You understood what he said?" Emanuele asked.
"For the most part," I shrugged. "I pick up on enough to understand."
"Impressive," he nodded, amazed.
"I guess," I shrugged. I don't see how knowing a few signs is impressive, but I'll take it.
It had been roughly five hours since our arrival at the apartment, and the sun was on the brink of ascending the horizon. Filled with eagerness and anticipation, I proposed that we venture to the rooftop to
