Nathanael's pov:
This can only be her scent. Even though she hasn't been in close proximity to me all that often, I am positive.
No wonder we thought she vanished into thin air.
"It's this way. We're close. We…,"
In my race to find answers, a few, crucial facts were completely eclipsed from my bustling mind. In a flash, I halt all movement when they come back to strike me, causing the person following me to do the exact same.
Firstly, Rosemary cannot see as well as I am able to in this place, which means she'd struggle to tail me like she's been doing. The second anomaly glaring at me in the face is the reality that her heart rate has been as steady as her pace, but the most flagrant give away of them all is the absurd thought that Rosemary could even remain quiet this whole time as though she's ever been the type of person with enough self-control to hold on to her questions for longer than a minute.
