As the darkness fell, Felix threw a last glance over his shoulder at the cottage that had been his home for more than six years. He was holding onto Chan's arm, helping him stay on his legs and as his eyes lingered on the cottage, Chan turned to look as well.
"I'm sorry," Chan whispered as Felix began to walk again, bringing Chan with him. "I'm sorry you have to leave everything behind like this."
"No," Felix murmured, shaking his head. "It's fine," he continued and Chan nodded. "I've been living here for far too long..." he trailed off and he could feel Chan's eyes on him. If Chan wanted to ask him about it, he kept the question to himself and Felix appreciated that.
They walked slowly, taking it in Chan's pace and Felix's gut twisted uncomfortably as he kept his eyes on him. Chan shouldn't even be out of bed in this stage, not when his whole abdomen had been stitched up. The movement could risk the stitches getting ripped and Felix just prayed that it wouldn't.
"What do we do if the humans finds us?" Chan asked, breaking the silence. Felix pondered the question for a moment before sighing.
"I don't know... I'm just praying they don't," he said, glancing over at Chan. Chan didn't look convinced at all. "Our best plan right now is just to hide."
"I don't... I mean I don't have any other suggestion so I guess... I guess that'll have to do," Chan said, sighing heavily and Felix nodded. "I'm not to much use like this, am I?"
"Sadly no," Felix said, shaking his head a little. "We need to travel as far as possible tonight and tomorrow... We'll see."
"We can continue traveling the whole day tomorrow," Chan said but Felix shook his head again.
"You're not really in the shape to travel at all," Felix pointed out, giving Chan's arm a pat. "We will travel until you have to rest again, okay?"
Chan sighed, defeat written all over his face. "Okay."
