Careful to move through the crowd without bumping into anyone while keeping his hand linked with Sadie to prevent separating from her, he heads for an open spot to wait patiently at the counter. Turning to face her as he lets his hand slip from hers with one brief squeeze, Benjiro stands sideways to the counter to leave her space to stand out of the way as well.
“Is that what it was? Guess it bothered us in more ways than one,” he muses, now wishing he had taken a sample of the cake when he had a chance. It would be nice to see if there was anything traceable in the cake and icing to find out what made those with Numbers react to it. The reaction had been peculiar....and now he’s thinking about the video he found on his phone this morning. His own cheeks tinge visibly at the vague memory of laying on the beach with Sadie.
Had he been in his right mind, it would not have played out as it did, but he really wishes he had a clearer recollection.
Forcing himself to think about the present, Benjiro speaks again with barely any delay, “We can take it easy if you start feeling ill again.”
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“Is that what it was? Guess it bothered us in more ways than one,” he muses, now wishing he had taken a sample of the cake when he had a chance. It would be nice to see if there was anything traceable in the cake and icing to find out what made those with Numbers react to it. The reaction had been peculiar....and now he’s thinking about the video he found on his phone this morning. His own cheeks tinge visibly at the vague memory of laying on the beach with Sadie.
Had he been in his right mind, it would not have played out as it did, but he really wishes he had a clearer recollection.
Forcing himself to think about the present, Benjiro speaks again with barely any delay, “We can take it easy if you start feeling ill again.”