Darien
I took a breath, steadying myself. This was it. My chance to do what Cain had suggested. To show interest. To connect with her. "I wanted to ask you something," I said, keeping my tone casual. "You’ve been to the small town built down in the underground bunkers—"
She blinked, clearly not expecting the shift in topic. "Yeah. It was... impressive."
"Would you let me walk you around? Show you more of it?" I felt my chest tighten with something that felt dangerously close to nervousness. "If you're not too tired, that is."
She stared at me, her eyes searching mine like she was trying to figure out if this was some kind of trick. Then, slowly, she nodded. "Okay. Sure."
Relief flooded through me, stronger than it had any right to be. "Good. Let's grab some coffee first."
We descende
