259. Water Tanks

When the elevator came to a halt, I finally pushed Henry's head away.

"Stop it." I took a step outside, and like a sticky little pup, he was on me the next second again.

"No." How is he always portraying himself as obedient when he so blatantly serves me his 'no's to my face, and not once or twice, but constantly ?

The corridor to the room with the wet coffins was empty, so we really were late, apparently.

It was also interesting that nobody cared if we turned up late to the lessons.

Hmm, should we give the group a bit more time to tell the supervisor that they wouldn't do that treatment in the water tanks?

"Want to sneak around?" I asked Henry.

"It would be my pleasure," he grinned.

I pushed him away again.

"Nice. But then don't hang on me."

Instead of straight ahead and right, I turned left, with Henry beside me, looking at me unhappily.

"What? It's not sneaking if we are joined at the hip," I said quietly.