The longer we stood here, the more panicked I felt. Maybe it was because of Neem.
His skin had not returned to it's normal color. He had been pacing back and forth, a almost permanent look of fear across his face. The kind of look one sees in a creature whose gotten themselves into something bad that they can't get out of. Or when they know death is coming.
It could have also been this hanger.
I've never liked being on these ships. So being in a place that's full of them was kind of unsettling. Especially considering the fact that almost everyone here was either a smuggler, thief, a wanted criminal or only the stars know what else.
I blinked. Neem was standing directly in front of me, arms crossed. I wonder how long I've starring off into space......
Shaking away the thought, I crossed my arms and gave him an annoyed look.
"What is it? And don't ever call me 'Cam' again."
He simply rolled his eyes. "We're going back to the Undercity. Right now."