Fitz handed Ritchie a fresh glow stick, his last one, then stepped back to let her examine the body on her own. Her interest was clearly a little ghoulish, but that fear that had been in her eyes since they"d left the last hallway of the academy behind was finally gone now. Focusing on the body was driving all claustrophobic thoughts from her mind. He knew it wouldn"t last, and he still had no idea how they were even getting out of these caves, but for a moment anyway it felt good to see her a little closer to her usual self.
"This is a very old-fashioned uniform," she said, carefully not touching it as she leaned in close with the glow stick. "The piping isn"t something any of the academies have used in more than twelve years, and the colors are just a little off."
"Okay," Fitz said to
