I find myself full of hope as we cross the tracks on our way back to the underground entrance.

Ande stops at the edge of the train yard, his two guards halting with him. "W-w-we'll s-s-ee you t-t-tonight." He waves, clearly excited, bouncing on his toes again. "D-d-don't be l-l-late."

Socrates waves back before we continue on.

"Perfect." He rubs his hands together, excitement obvious. "Gives us enough time to get back, gather supplies and return by dusk." He ...