Not Apollo. Not Ares. Kaden let out a rush of air, and curled up a little more in the seat. It felt like years since they'd said goodbye, waving up to her window.
He should still be careful, though, even though he wanted to burst into conversation, to feel her presence with him in the back of the car. "Is it safe to talk?" he asked in a whisper, his thumbnail working its way into his mouth.