102 Switching Sides

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God this is awkward.

Why is no one saying anything?!

Quinn had sat back up and was looking in our direction without uttering a single word.

My hands were on Amelia's shoulders as we both looked back at him.

Like statues, all of us kept staring at us for a minute straight.

Ahhh! 

I considered speaking something out of sheer awkwardness at first, but looking back at my history of making situations like these even more awkward, I stayed quiet.

Wait, now that I think about it…

My shirt was unbuttoned. I was grabbing Amelia. Her eyes were swollen, making it clear that she was crying.

"....!!"

I quickly let go of Amelia and took a few steps away from her.

"Ahem."

With a dry cough, my eyes darted over to Quinn, and I gave him a serious look.

Sensing the situation, the necromancer got up on his feet and matched my gaze with the same energy and perhaps a little caution.