Zenith smiles softly. “Thank you,” she whispers. The color had ebbed away from her face, leaving a faint trace of it across her cheeks. She carefully frees her arms from under him and she hugs him. 

Lennon quickly, spontaneously makes a sharp right and drives down an alley. 

Carra shakes her head, tears slipping through her eyes. “All that I’ve done... you wouldn’t care about me if you knew. You might even hate me if you knew the truth and I wouldn’t blame you.”