"Why are you smiling?" Vega asked as she noticed Anthony had grown lost in thought after she'd asked him a single question.
"Ahem… nothing," Anthony replied, clearing his throat. "Just thinking about the team's reaction when they see us. After all, they're already gathered in Reynold's room." A faint, knowing smile lingered on his lips as he spoke.
Vega arched an eyebrow and shook her head lightly. She knew Anthony was lying, but she didn't press the matter. She hadn't expected an honest answer from him anyway. "Should we go see them?" she asked.
"Of course," Anthony replied, rising gracefully from the couch. "It's been a while. What kind of friends would we be if we didn't?" He smiled as Vega stood beside him, and together, they headed for the door. Their steps were unhurried, each movement calm and deliberate, as they walked out and began making their way toward Reynold's quarters.
