Several minutes later, Don found himself walking down another corridor, this time a few steps behind Elle.
She led the way, her posture slightly stiff, showing her nerves as her eyes flitted about, searching for the next feature of the base to show him. The subtle click of her boots echoed faintly against the smooth metallic floor.
Don hadn't expected to be alone with Elle so soon, especially after arriving in the hangar mere moments ago. Unfortunately, when Gary suggested that Elle give him a tour, she had practically leapt at the opportunity. Her usual meekness had vanished in that instant, leaving him with no reason to protest.
Now, with just the two of them walking through the dimly lit hallway, Don's gaze occasionally wandered to her figure ahead of him, her hands fidgeting near her sides as if unsure whether to clasp them or let them hang.
