Leading out the slums, behind the group a flurry of activity resounded as the medic and prefects blocked off and secured the parameter.
Kurt walked at a steady pace as he carried Rupee in his arms. The six-year-old was, as expected, quiet. Her tiny arms wrapped tightly around his neck and her small face buried to his shoulder.
Flanking him on both sides were Emelie and Reuben.
The traumatic horror of the afternoon had finally ended for her, leaving behind an exhausted silence.
Kurt glanced sideways at the two of them and spoke quietly. "Hey guys, thanks. Both of you. I really appreciate that you came with me."
Emelie bumped her shoulder on his arm. "You don't need to thank me. We're a team, remember?"
"Haha. Yeah…" Kurt's eye shifted subtly between them as he offered a small hint. "I'm sure you two have places to be, especially with the tournament going on. I can handle things from here."
