So, have they made up?
Matthew, observing how Ralf's expression had returned to its usual setting, wasn't sure whether to breathe a sigh of relief or prepare to cover his ears.
Sorn looked at Matthew, who was sitting in the driver's seat, his face questioning him. It seemed like he was recalling the conversation they had before they arrived at this place.
"I'll drive," Matthew said knowingly, pressing the gas pedal, and the car began moving at a moderate speed.
"Good thing, Matthew. You really shouldn't have asked Sorn to drive," Ralf laughed. He was sitting in the front seat but wasn't looking ahead, and Matthew just rolled his eyes.
"Hey, Sorn, once we get to the base, you should sleep, okay?"
"Why?" Sorn asked.
"Because you need proper rest, hehe, I don't want you getting too tired... That would ruin your beautiful face."
