"I can speak for myself, Tomorrow. You don't need to pamper me, maybe him, but not me. I am confident in my skin."
"Do you speak so bravely when your skin is torn?" I threatened, moving closer to Tomorrow.
"Squabbling amongst ourselves is only wasting more time, did you come to help me or not, Lex?"
I lowered my guard out of respect for him. Sage merely blinked and went back to drawing on the wall. Tomorrow dropped a smaller bag full of Blue Diamond vials for me to sift through, claiming that some were expired. The vials had small dots of black swirling inside, they were to be discarded. Apparently, it could induce psychosis if ingested. The first heavy bag he handed to me had an expired vial right at the top...you can imagine what I did with it.
"Tomorrow, do you know of a man named Waelon?"