вlood & peтalѕ [ ĸoтlc - тιana ]

ch. xxvii

Wooooow we're getting close to thirty chapters!!! Interesting.

As he stood in front of the door, finger poised just above the doorbell, Tiergan was suddenly hit with a case of cold feet. He really had no idea what to do, in case Linh broke down crying...or something like that.

He wasn't the emotional-type-person. And he almost certainly needed help for this. Not from anyone else in the Collective....preferably someone close to Linh both personally AND age wise.

Then it hit him: Wylie. Of course. He mentally smacked himself for not having thought of it right away.

Did he have time to leap to the Stone House, explain the situation and ask for his help? He did. There were no deadlines for this. He could take it any way he wanted.

Mind made up, he turned around and stepped off the porch, pulling out his pathfinder, and silently leaps away.

Le shorty. But le importanty.