Appearances aside, he wasn't actually their leader. They didn't have to listen to him, especially when they were all speaking in private like this.
But then again, Pauline was no doubt eavesdropping on their conversation, wasn't she? In that case, he supposed it was good that they were still playing the part of his subordinates.
The thing was, though, that he hadn't yet told them about her presence. He'd been waiting for the right time, and then it slipped his mind until just now.
They were doing this unprompted.
Phew. That was a nerve-racking realization, somehow.
He had to relax. The Rainlords were just following his lead because he was the one that Lorentian government had asked for. This was his mission. That was all this was.
Or so he kept telling himself.
Zeff's words rang through his mind.
"Do you even realize how many people look up to you now?" he had said.
That was quite a while ago, yet it seemed more accurate than ever now as Hector deliberated on what their next move should be.
With the weather the way it was, leaving the airport with the non-servants seemed like a bad idea, but if the cause of the weather was supernatural, then it might not stop any time soon.
For now, at least, everyone was safe. He could hear the wind howling outside and sheets of rain buffeting the windows, but it wasn't like the building was crumbling or anything. It was just a scary storm.
Ultimately, he decided to wait a while longer to see if the weather cleared up. If it did, he planned to do as the Rainlords said and take the Lorentians to safety as a group.
Hector also took the opportunity to privately inform Roman and the Rainlords of the allied Sparrow's presence, which of course prompted more questions that he didn't have the answers for.
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