Staying Back

A cool breeze swept across the rooftop, ruffling their clothes as they stood at the edge, looking down at the sprawling city below. Neon lights flickered in the distance, painting the skyline in shades of electric blue and crimson. The streets pulsed with life, cars moving like veins through the city, horns honking, music drifting up from the streets below.

Adams stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze fixed on the view. Awar, standing beside him, stretched lazily, his expression as unreadable as ever.

Inara sighed, folding her arms. "Are we ready to go now?"

Lilith, ever composed, glanced at them all. "Yes," she said.

Inara nodded. Awar gave a slow, tired shrug. "Yeah, sure."

But then silence.

Lilith arched a brow. "Adams?"

Adams didn't answer. He just kept staring at the city, his expression unreadable.

Awar let out a long exhale. "Because he doesn't want to go back. Not now, at least."