A bad feeling crept over Lucien. Before he could respond to Jake, Zephyr spoke up.
"We can. Just run."
Jake blinked, momentarily confused.
Then he understood what 'run' meant in Zephyr's dictionary. His eyebrow twitched.
Zephyr actually picked Lucien up!
Lucien, who clearly hadn't expected this, was startled when he found himself being princess-carried as if he weighed nothing.
He instinctively struggled, mortified.
"What are you doing?!"
Zephyr simply looked down at him.
"Don't move. This way, you can rest and recover your guiding energy on the way."
Lucien froze.
What kind of logic was that?!
"You can't even see, and you want to princess-carry me all the way there?"
"Put me down!"
Zephyr tightened his hold on Lucien.
His expression turned pitiful.
"Cien... believe me, okay?"
Lucien immediately stopped struggling.
For a second, he didn't know how to react.
His ears flushed with frustration.
