“I hope they get this fixed soon,” Jae muses. His voice is warm and soft, almost tired in its tone. What Aeron doesn’t see is that his dark eyes are bright and focused, the very opposite of how he sounds. “It’s such a busy street. Someone could get hurt.”

After a moment, the light changes. Traffic in one direction slows and stops while the other takes its place in movement. Jae flashes a smile to his momentary companion even if he’s unable to see it. It’s more of a habit for Jae anyway. “We can cross now. Do you have very far to go?”