The deceleration of the train barely phases the teenager as he remains huddled in his seat beside Russell with his head down. He stares at the floor with anxiety lacing his veins and heart, the rapid rhythmic pulse threatening to drown out rational thought entirely. Lingering with the want of one more delay, Benjiro stands only after the other passengers have disembarked. Reluctantly, he steps out onto the platform with his cousin.

It has been a week. His great aunts have been incredibly patient as others have spoken to them on his behalf to stall until he could pick up the pieces. It has been difficult to manage while final exams have continued. His outstanding grades could absorb failures, but he found solace in the routine and could not in good conscience go without making an attempt to preserve his performance. After all, they’re likely the last tests he will ever take.

Benjiro pauses long enough to send Sadie a text to confirm their arrival at the station. All week she has been his greatest support, and along the way, had been advocating for informing Rosemary and Agatha. They deserve answers, and their aunts were notified of their pending arrival today.

Looking to Russell, Benjiro silently waits for a cue to start the familiar walk from the station to the house. Words are difficult for him, but he falls into step close to his cousin. He appreciates the company.