Third Wheel

Theo had little to do in the ensuing chaos, simply watching from the safety of the healing waters. When the witch and her apparent consort left, he ventured with them to the camp.
“You don’t seem too attached to any of the group. Where do your loyalties lie then?”
If he wanted to make it out of here, he needed to understand these people. Being a natural loner, it was awkward to work with a team.
“The jotun made it sound like there was a closer connection between you all and from what I’ve largely seen that is true. Only you show such callous affections.”
A thought he hoped didn’t sound condescending, it was one that he lived by. Only trust yourself.