Chapter 7
They rejoined with the others where they were waiting outside the doors. Dazi’s chest still ached. Despite all his best efforts, he couldn’t shake his anxiety, and that was pushing Mateo farther away. He had to maintain Mateo’s trust. Mateo was swiftly becoming the sort of person Dazi wanted to impress, and furthermore, he would never convince Mateo to come back to his tribe if Mateo thought they were all paranoid and dangerous.
Mateo asked, “Where are you guys staying tonight?”
“We were going to camp out,” said Kuhma. “We’re used to sleeping outside, y’know?”
“Wouldn’t that be risky?”
Kuhma lowered his voice and said, “I doubt people will be hunting in this area.”
Mateo lowered his own voice to reply, “Yeah, but they could call animal control on you.”
Tommo snorted. “If t
