*A few moments ago inside the truck*
An awkward silence enveloped the car as the driver continued to navigate towards their destination, while his partner fixated on the passing scenery, absentmindedly fiddling with his nail.
It was evident from the atmosphere that both were uncomfortable with the prevailing awkwardness, yet neither knew how to initiate a conversation.
Since their earlier discussion, they hadn't exchanged a single word. It was clear, despite their partnership, they weren't much of friends. They had teamed up on various occasions to execute missions for the Crimson Eclipse Order, but beyond that, their relationship wasn't friendly, leaving them with little to discuss.
However, after driving for a while, the driver noticed a certain expression on his partner's face, indicating he had something to say but was holding back.
"What? Are you still worried that one of the captives will escape?" the driver suddenly asked.
