By the time Nathan Lockwood and Zoe Pierce came out of the bathroom, almost fifteen minutes had passed.
The Starship's cabin door was of surprisingly high quality. Once it was shut, you couldn't hear a single sound, even if you pressed your ear right against it.
Besides, it wasn't like Chase Shaw and the others would eavesdrop.
The three of them waited outside, their minds elsewhere. The moment the door opened, all of their gazes shot toward it.
They had made a point to wash up, so neither of them carried any particular scent.
Judging by her complexion, Zoe's condition seemed a bit better than before.
Nathan Lockwood followed behind her. Although his clothes were slightly wrinkled, it was nothing out of the ordinary.
Aaron Xavier felt his eyes sweeping back and forth over the two of them like a scanner.
After staring for a few moments, he felt his own behavior was a bit pointless.
