Lennon makes a small sound of surprise, and she hugs him back. “Murphy, please. If anyone needs to find him, it’s me. I’m not letting you get dragged into this, okay? I care about you too much.”

Zenith frowns when she gets up. She stands in different places, then, realizing it is indeed a cut and not an optical illusion, she walks to him and licks her thumb, gently wiping the dried blood off of his cheek. “Stay right there.” She gets the first aid kit from a cabinet, and she frowns in concentration.