They had no choice but to keep moving, checking every coordinate, chasing every lead... And hoping, against the odds, that one of them would finally lead them to Dave. But now, seeing Zhane outside, far from where he claimed he would be, Hera felt a quiet understanding settle in.
He must have picked up something.
A lead.
Something about Dave.
And instead of reporting it immediately, he chose to verify it himself.
Hera's gaze softened slightly as the thought took shape. It was exactly like him, careful, deliberate, and meticulous. Zhane wasn't the type to bring her uncertainty or half-formed information, not when the stakes were this high.
He wouldn't risk giving her false hope.
Not unless he was sure.
So he went on his own, chasing the lead in silence, carrying the burden alone until he could confirm whether it was real.
In the end…
He was just trying to help her in his own way.
