After quietly slipping out of the motel room, Sven didn't waste a second. He moved with clear intent, heading straight toward the dusty front desk where the old woman still sat like a stubborn statue, unmoved since they'd arrived the night before. Her small lamp buzzed faintly, casting a weak yellow glow over her wrinkled features.
Kai followed a step behind, arms crossed, his crimson eyes scanning the half-lit lobby.
He was about to ask where they were going, but Sven spoke before he could.
"We'll be staying here a little longer. I've paid enough, right?" Sven asked, licking back his silver hair as he leaned against the counter.
The woman didn't even blink. Her eyes, tired but sharp, narrowed at him.
"Hmph. I've seen you and your friends' faces on the news," she said slowly. "Don't you think-"
Sven cut her off before she could finish the threat he knew was coming.
