"Do you think we're walking into a trap?"
Corey paused in the midst of his packing with an incredulous expression on his face.
"I… no. Why would you think that?"
Jordan tied her newly long hair back and pulled on a clean shirt. "I dunno, it just seems like the kind of thing that those two might try to pull. Teaching us to prepare for the unexpected or something like that."
Now that Corey had taken a moment to think about it, he realized that it sounded exactly like something his masters would do.
"S-So… We're probably going to die with this level of secrecy then."
"Probably."
"Well, I'm glad I was at least able to work up the courage to confess to you before it was time for us to kick the bucket, babe."
"What are you talking about I was the one to confess to you firs-"
"Shhh, that's not what I want everyone who reads my tombstone to know."
"Shut up!" Jordan laughed.
