Brisa turned away from Wolfram and Misty at the sound of Toby’s car pulling up, her bright green eyes focusing on the confused expression on Peter’s face, her emotions mirroring his own. A wave of feeling swept over her, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to cry, or yell, or curl up into a little ball and give up. Not now! This is the worst time to be emotional! Exasperated and stressed out and anything but happy, she headed back over to the rock and sat down on it, returning her head to her hands to hide the annoying tears and coming to the realization that Connor still hadn’t arrived. With a good amount of effort she blinked the offending salty substance away and dragged herself to her feet, walking back over to the group. “Look, did any of you see Connor on your way here? He was following our car with Misty and River but he still hasn’t gotten here.” She explained to the three who had just showed up.
Jessi looked at Brisa, and shook her head. "No. We took a different way here than if we were coming from the bank." She said worriedly. She noticed the fear in the other girl's eyes. She wanted to say something to comfort her, but didn't want to say Connor was okay if he wasn't. "Hopefully he's just a little late. Let's give him a few more minutes. If he isn't back by then I'll go look for him." Jessi said.
