[Ren Hilton POV]
There were way too many things going on at the same time. It was quite... weird, but then again, when was it not weird?
My question remained unanswered as everyone stared at me, until the blond guy stepped forward and yelled.
"You do not mean that this guy is coming with us!" Adam seemed like there was somewhere they were going, and he didn't want me to come along.
"And who are you to decide that?" asked the pale-haired guy, a bit shorter than me, with two small horns protruding from his forehead and pure white eyes. His voice seemed familiar.
Adam gave me a sideways glance. "Mr. Falco, he's not one of us—I can assure you of that. It will be a waste of time; he's not trustworthy."
Falco? I thought. So that's Falco? It was my first time seeing him without his hood, so it was a bit strange. But it made him look more human.
