Chenghai lifted his wrist into the moonlight, the faint glow of his watch face just bright enough to read without drawing attention.
His eyes flicked over the numbers once before he lowered his arm again, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. "Eleven hours. Give or take."
The words settled over the rooftop like a weight.
Yuche didn't respond right away, just slouched forward in a position that would have screamed 'defeat' for anyone else. Then he shook his head and pulled back his shoulders. With one hand, he checked on the unconscious Lingyun, making sure that he was okay, while his brain when through different scenarios.
Behind them, there came the sound of a gentle tapping started again on the heavy steel door. It was so controlled that it border lined on creepy.
