She took his hand with a wavering smile, squeezing it painfully tight as he led her to the edge of the curb and hailed down a roaring beast made from metal that sent Freya hiding behind him in alarm.
"Apartment?" she asked, fisting the back of Merlin's shirt as her hands shook. The word was foreign to her but so was everything here. She'd spent so long staring at the letters on the box that had sent out her plea for help that she hadn't been able to fully process everything.