Wally shook his thoughts away.
He could worry about why he looked different later, even if it was really bugging him. And he could worry about the shadow once it actually showed itself - as of right now, all it had done was ominously hide out of the corner of his vision. He knew there was something else going on here, but the shadow wasn't an immediate threat.
What was a threat was anyone in their group getting into a fight. Wally felt like he was used to situations like this - teams squabbling over what they should be doing. He glanced back down at his legs. If he had done track like he thought, maybe his team hadn't been all that fond of each other.
...That wasn't the right explanation, and he knew it.
Wally darted over between Elijah and Matvei. This had to be the stupidest decision of the life he couldn't remember, but someone had to play mediator. He felt like it was his responsibility to handle tense situations like this.
Elijah was also giving Wally questionable vibes, but he couldn't let Matvei fight with him over something that definitely wasn't true.
Someone had to be the adult here.
"I don't think any of us are in cahoots with the shadow," Wally said. "I think we all just have a lot on our mind. And even if one of us was, pointing fingers isn't going to help."
He thought for a moment, crossing his arms and resting his chin in his hand.
"...Even though none of you are admitting it, I know you're all missing your memories, too," he said. "I'm pretty sure none of us have given our actual names. Since we can't figure out what happened to us before we got here, we need to figure out what's going on now. We should try checking out this motel for other people, or at least something that can give us a clue on what's going on."
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