Regardless of what hormonal reaction or whatever the spider equivalent was Anna might be having, Timothy didn't have the luxury of paying attention to it.
He finished changing into a fresh outfit with practiced speed, using the scarf as a makeshift curtain between them.
Before stepping out, he turned to her with a firm look.
"Don't step outside. For your own sake."
She didn't respond, but he could feel her gaze following him as he moved.
Just to be extra cautious, Timothy locked the door behind him.
It wouldn't stop her if she wanted to cause chaos, but it gave him a sense of control, however false it might be.
Out on the street, he realized he had no cash.
He considered an online transfer, but he was trying to conserve funds.
Fortunately, a public transport bus rolled up, and he hopped on.
It was a miserable ride.
