We continue to sprint for a few more seconds, then change into a light jog. We then stop after a few minutes. As we were walking, I started thinking. "Hey Ian?"
"I've been thinking. Next time we run into a Leark, we need an cover-up. We need to pretend as if we're just innocent people who don't have a care in the world."
"Okay. What would it be?"
"Well, all I can think of is to pretend to be a couple."
"Alright, I'm okay with that."
"Okay", I say, lightly blushing.
We continue walking for a bit longer, until we reach a sign that says "Welcome to Nadel." Wait, Nadel... I think I know this place. This is where my father was buried after he was murdered by those horrid people.