"You really came late," Jayden said coldly to his cousin Misha. "How did it take you so much time to find me here?"
"Speak politely, I'm two years older than you," Misha grumbled, brushing the dust off his body and glaring at his cousin. "Next time, find a more remote and more difficult to reach place so that I can come just to collect your body." Misha then lit the cigarette in his hand and blew white smoke into the air.
"You think I chose this place?" Jayden took the cigarette in Misha's hand and took a deep breath, while his cousin stared at his disheveled self.
"You need to go to the hospital," Misha suggested as he lit another cigarette for himself.
"Of course, I'll go." Pyro had been taken to the hospital first, his condition would improve soon, but there was something else Jayden had to do first. "After I asked a few questions first."
