The sub-objective was close now.
All five of them were together again, and that alone had changed the air around the group. Snot looked lighter than he had not long ago, when killing two people had left something ugly sitting under his usual noise.
Neo noticed it and kept the thought to himself.
'He hasn't said it to anyone else. Only me. I'll keep that secret the same way he's keeping mine.'
That was the natural thing to do.
Snot was strange. Loud, irritating in bursts, impossible to ignore for long, yet Neo did not dislike him. Somehow, despite being opposites in almost everything that could be measured, they got along far too well.
'Opposites attract. Isn't that the saying?'
The thought barely had time to settle before movement ahead dragged all of them back into the present.
