Ty's shoulders sagged as he let out a long sigh. "JJ…"
"Please," she added quickly, her voice almost a whisper. "I'm not asking for anything you can't give. I just… I don't want to be alone tonight."
He closed his eyes, his mind warring with itself. Finally, he nodded, shifting slightly to make room on the narrow bed. "Fine. Just for tonight."
JJ smiled faintly, her shoulders relaxing as she slid into the space beside him. She rested her head against his shoulder, her arms loosely draped around his waist. For the first time that night, she felt a small measure of peace.
In the adjacent room, the remaining Black Bulls gathered around a worn table, the map from the bag spread out before them. The dim light of a single lantern illuminated their tired faces as they murmured in low tones.
"The King's forces are relentless," Osalf said, his voice clipped. "If we don't move soon, they'll find us."
