"Cas, hold on." Building up his willpower, Orson took hurried strides to catch up with his friend who had halted in his tracks. Standing before him, he looked into Cassian's eyes as he glared a 'what do you want' question at him.
"Please don't kill anyone just yet." Orson felt the strong need to remind him. "You know your wife better than anyone, she must still be there, or it's possible she got lost in the middle of taking a stroll, or got distracted with something else. What I'm trying to say is, we shouldn't overreact until we've concluded on what exactly is going on." Orson voiced out his opinion to the young lad who averted his gaze for a brief moment, but he said nothing as though he was controlling the anger and worry inside of him.
