“Do you mind if I touch your Brand?” The man next to me asked as he pushed his long, dark hair back behind his ears. He closed his almond - shaped eyes before I had a chance to answer and shook his head. “That was inappropriate. Forget I asked,” he said, glancing back at me before turning his eyes to the ground. I could almost read the apology on his face. “The official vehicles are parked on the left. Over there,” he pointed. “You will find Galeon somewhere over there.”
“Thank you,” I said and brushed his arm with my left hand “Andy. I am Andy,” he offered.
“Thank you, Andy,” I smiled and then Thomas and I turned to walk over to where he said Gale should be “Goodbye,” I said to the entire group.
The man with the red hair snapped his body into a tall straight line “Reign with The Commit
