The group halted, glancing back at Max.
"Wouldn't it be better to blend in with leaves?"
"Right." They all realized and nodded in agreement.
Following that, they went to cut leaves and stuck them into their clothes as a form of camouflage.
"The second group moves out one minute later. Third group, five minutes," John instructed as they began cutting a way forward.
Soon it was just Max and Zara; they both remained silent and alert as they waited for the five-minute hold.
But then, seemingly out of curiosity, Zara turned to him and spoke out.
"So… you're Max?" she let out, awkwardly holding up her sniper.
Intrigued by this, Max similarly tilted his head to meet her eyes.
"Yes… I'm Max," he responded, adding again, "Zara, right?"
"Hmm, yes." She nodded, and they both resumed glancing at their wristwatches.
'2 minutes left,' Max thought.
Unable to take the enduring silence, Zara spoke again.
"So… I noticed you're always nonchalant and don't seem to care much about anything."
