“What are you doing?” Navarro whispered harshly.
“Someone is in trouble. We should help them,” I whispered back. I pulled out of his grasp and started moving towards the direction of the scream.
Navarro followed closely behind me. “So what? It’s not our problem. We have our own problems, remember?”
I kept moving, not listening to his protests. “We should at least see what’s going on. If we can help, then we will. If it’s too much for us to handle, then we can just walk away.”
“This is dangerous,” Navarro continued to protest, but when he saw I wasn’t listening to him, he followed behind me anyway. “You’re insufferable,” he muttered under his breath.
“You helped me. I don’t get what’s the big deal,” I whispered back. I kept moving, being careful with where I was stepping. If there was
