Soren was pacing the space in his bedroom, walking from his door to his window, biting his lip. He couldn’t get Ravi’s face out of his mind, not when he had walked out of the house in a casual all-black outfit with a duffel bag, and his face oddly blank, though when he stopped before Soren, he had forced somewhat of a smile. He had tried to distract himself, flipping through the books on fauna. Still, his mind kept wandering, and the next thing he knew, he had all of this pent-up anxious energy, and he needed to do something with his body to keep himself busy, and no matter what he did, he couldn’t figure it out.
But it had been two hours since then, and Soren knew what he had gone to do. In his absence, Ash had told him about who the man was. Just as Ghost had said, he was a washed-up de
