Indeed, the atmosphere was unusually stuffy. Cole kept a sad gaze pasted on Gothel while she averted any form of visual exchange.
"Well... this is a bit odd," the Area Chief interrupted.
Cole was scarce for words; the people below were mourning and reminiscing over the loved ones they had lost. He, on the other hand, was already abandoning the sister he had just saved.
Gothel weakly turned, dragging her feet as she left. Sandra followed her, a hint of worry present on her face.
The others looked at Cole with upset expressions. He stood at the edge of the building, head lowered in silence as he watched the floor.
Cole took in a quick drag of air and stretched. "Now that that's out of the way, I need to be getting ready to leave." Cole scuffled towards the exit.
Before he could pass, the Area Chief placed a firm hand on his shoulder, shaking his head in disappointment. The Mayor folded both his arms, a large frown weighing on his face.
