“Sounds good to me,” Trip said. It was starting to get hot now that the dance was in full swing, and he definitely wouldn’t mind some fresh air. He turned on his phone and flashed the flashlight at Skye, smiling. “Ready when you are. Lead the way?”
Skye stopped just outside the entrance, brisk air hitting her immediately once she set foot outside. He’d caught up, she knew without having to look, but the next time she started talking, no response was expected. If anything, she just had to say it out loud. “It’s good, isn’t it? The fun they’re having in their own passive aggressive way? Feels like everything’s only gonna get better. But, unless all of Hydra decided to drop dead, it’s not. Can’t believe distracting us is this easy.” She paused, focusing on that one flickering street light just at the end of the sidewalk. “Sorry. I didn’t lure you outside to talk about philosophy. It’s just - Seeing them all in one room put a lot of things in perspective.”