Intermission
Between here.
and here.
There was a long silence after Gwydyr left. Michael certainly didn't know what to say.
He eyed the man in the driver/pilot/whatever seat next to him. Tall, though not as tall as himself, and dark. Everything about him seemed to be dark. Black on black clothing, dark hair, dark eyes.
And he was a Kitt.
Apparently.
and here.
There was a long silence after Gwydyr left. Michael certainly didn't know what to say.
He eyed the man in the driver/pilot/whatever seat next to him. Tall, though not as tall as himself, and dark. Everything about him seemed to be dark. Black on black clothing, dark hair, dark eyes.
And he was a Kitt.
Apparently.