Ares's POV
I ask him, and even though I know he wasn't touched, I search his face for any sign of injury, but of course there's none. He nods in response to my question, and I slowly help him up back into my arms before I jump back down to the ground. I set him down on his own feet like I know he wants as softy as I can before I go to the back of the alley searching for the trash can I know is here. I grin in triumph as I find it, open it and pull out the long steel bat I keep here for emergencies, one of the many stashed around the city.
Replacing the lid, I quickly walk back to Thomas before shoving his fingers behind my back towards my waist. Thankfully he catches on and hooks his hand in my middle back belt loop before following me out of the alley. I'm grateful he keeps quiet, not quite sure if the others are far enough away to to hear us.
