Lara was starting to think this was a bad idea. She was already uncertain when it came to working alongside someone again, especially after what happened on Yamatai. In the rare times she had spoken to her shrink she had said she'd go it alone - that it was safer, better for everyone. Yet here she was with Nathan Drake. Sam had decided that the two of them would be a couple, that they'd make perfect babies who went off into the world to raid uncharted tombs.
Lara liked Nate - for the most part. Being around people was still awkward for her. She had withdrawn from Sam quite a bit before going off to India. Sam had seemed to move on from everything that had happened, but Lara couldn't. Maybe it was better that way, because that would keep her safe. Because as much as Lara loved her friend she wasn't about to give up her need to keep exploring, to keep finding new things. She had gotten a taste for what was really out there in the world and she wanted more of it.
"This way," their guide said. "Almost there."
They were being led to the middle of the Indian jungle. To a temple they apparently would never have been able to find on their own. It was the sort of place you only knew about if you had seen it, the place the parents probably told stories to their children about - stories to keep them out.
"Didn't he say that an hour ago?" Lara glanced at her watch and then at Nate.
She hadn't liked the idea of a guide, not really. That meant trusting someone - and that was complicated. Still he had been the only one willing to take them to the temple, everyone else had seemed afraid. Maybe the stories weren't just told to the children.