It was two days since they spied on Iris, and Peter and Micah were still a bit heated from their argument. Peter found it to be pathetic, but as the days went by—Micah became more skeptical of her.
Peter was sure he was ready to burst out and rant about his conspiracy theory.
Although they were in the same tent, they could tell there was some sort of division between them. But Micah and Peter still shared their same bowl of soup.
"Hey Micah," Peter said, sighing. "Are you okay?"
Micah looked at him, giving a very disgusted look. "I'm perfectly fine, you should ask yourself that question."
"What do you mean by that?"
"What do you mean, 'whaddya mean?" Micah hissed. "You know exactly what's wrong with you."
Peter grunted in anger, mainly because he was tired of this whole situation.
"Why can't you just believe she is some normal person?" he said, as Micah scoffed in laughter.