Mauve approached Jael with hesitation. Was there something she was missing? He seemed to be in a more bad mood than when she saw him earlier. Did something happen before she showed up?
She got closer and Erick stepped out of the way for her. She stopped in front of him and tucked some of the loose hair behind her ear but she didn't get it all out of her face, some hung by the side of her face.
He was dressed in all black, even his shirt was black. Mauve wondered if it was to blend in with the night. He would definitely be hard to find. His black hair looked hand run even though it hasn't been minutes since he finished his bath. Mauve smiled to herself, this was typical.
"I guess, you're ready to go," she managed to say when he didn't say anything to her.
"Yes," he said and tucked her hair properly.
His gaze softened as she got close enough. Maybe she had read it wrong. He still seemed stiff but he wasn't as cold.
