They got into the car and it was Connor's turn to get behind the wheel. Embarrassed, he was setting the seat and retro, well aware of the passengers in the back staring at him, but pretending to look at everything but him to prevent another mood swing.
At that moment, the agent bitterly regretted letting his emotions get the best of him. He glowered in the mirror, cursing his thirty-minute younger self, then sighed.
Connor cleared his throat before speaking. "I'm sorry for bursting out like that. We don't have time to waste and yet ... "
"It's ok," Eden assured. "We can take time for you to feel ok. It's not like it was that much. We already know where we must go so it's not a big deal. I mean… I would have been pretty shocked if I had been in your place. "
