Excited? Terrified? So blindingly anxious he’d gone a bit numb about the whole thing? “Uh,” Kaden said, and then distracted himself by climbing into the seats in the back, though not the back back, where there were boxes and a mattress and stuff. Like this was another vehicle made for long trips. Kaden looked around instead of replying to Marcie, clocking the extra water under the seat, the first aid kid, the folded blankets, with growing anxiety the more he saw. His own trip with Lil T would have been so much more comfortable with a mattress, one sunk lower beneath the windows so it would have felt a bit more like he was properly hiding. He might have had a bit more rest, then. He might have acted a bit smarter.
“Plane’s the fastest,” Much was saying as he climbed in beside Marcie. “You’re just a couple of people, same as anyone else. Blending in with a couple hundred people on a plane for two hours is gonna be easier than blending in with a couple dozen on a bus for ages longer. You’ll be alright,” he added, giving Marcie a smile, and suddenly hit with the urge to open his mouth and offer to come with them. Should he? “I’ll come visit you, real soon,” he said instead, though he was still debating it internally. Maybe he should ditch everything here for a bit and go with them - affording it… somehow. Maybe he should drive them across the country. Maybe there was something more he could be doing?