This evening was only supposed to be you and Ash; to make up for him being so busy. And for a Son to come here like this, looking like that… it’s more than a little suspicious.

Ash frowns. He doesn’t want conflict, but Flame stumbles right into him, gripping onto him with wide eyes. “Hey, you okay, man?”

It’s a loaded question to Flame, who can’t really remember the past few days. How did he get to the border?

He pushes off of Ash, and his eyes find you briefly. Everything is blurry.