[h3] Mac and Cheese[/h3]
“Hold the phone.” Cheese stopped abruptly. “Didn’t you say that the Heartless were down this way?” She asked Judah.

Mac halted a little bit ahead of her with his attention mostly focussed on his phone. He tapped the screen almost in time to the droplets of rain rolling off his umbrella.

“I’m sure we’ll be fine.” He sent off the little message, just a status update to those on The Ruler of the Sea. “After all we’ve held our own against worse…well we survived at least.”

“Not with your leg like that.” Cheese grumbled and moved towards him “At least let me heal it so you’re not as useless as you were last time.”

“I said I’m fine!” Mac snapped. His injured leg had been roughly bandaged with what remained of that trouser leg. “I can take care myself y’know, don’t need you around constantly saving my arse.”

Cheese simply scoffed. Hopefully they weren't too far from Lucy's.