Staring at Orion sitting up in front of me, I could help but remember what had happened only a couple of minutes ago, my breath was cut off and I was about ready to collapse from worry.
A few minutes ago,
"How long are we going to have to wait?" Nova mumbled, chewing at his lower lip. "It's been thirty minutes. How long is this supposed to take?"
"It's only been ten, Nova," I said, staring at the clock on the wall I had not taken my eyes off since they left to go downstairs. And Altair said that it could take up to an hour. Try to calm down."
"How can I?" He asked, pacing even more. "And why is ten minutes so long?? I feel like it's been ten minutes for the past fifty hours."
"Now, that's an exaggeration." I chuckled but I understand where he is coming from. Every second that passed feels like it took four minutes to get to, which does not make any sense but ... that is just what it feels like.
