The next morning, Roland didn’t train with the others.
Instead, he waited.
When Leah emerged from the barracks, fresh from a shower and already buckling her blades, she found him leaning against the main board outside the mission center.
Her expression hardened. She threw her gaze away.
He didn’t say anything. He just nodded at her and fell into step beside her, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
She frowned. Did he not understand what she mean yesterday or was he just deaf?
“You lost?”
“Nope.”
“Then why are you following me?”
“I’m not,” he said simply. “I’m walking where you’re walking.”
She blinked, irritated but confused. “And if I change direction?”
“Then I guess I change mine too.”
She stopped walking. He did too.
Her eyes narrowed. “Are you seriously—”
“I’
