"Huh? Don't you have—" Kyle was in the middle of asking when Killian practically breezed past him while simply saying, "Yeah. I'm going now."
Going now?
But from what he knew, the meeting just ended, so where was that guy even going?
The younger cadet thought that was ridiculous.
Then again, he himself had been working so much lately that he was half convinced he'd started hallucinating. Just earlier, he could've sworn he saw strange marks on his brother's neck while passing by.
So really, what right did he have to judge?
Kyle stood there with one hand still outstretched, watching his brother's retreating back.
But all the while, his mind had actually fixated on his brother's neck. Then, as if suddenly shaken, an inexplicable sense of foreboding washed over him.
"Hey!" he called out. "If you got stung by any bees, Luca said you're supposed to monitor it! Normally, it'd just sting a little… but brother, with your luck, you might actually die while working!"
