He nodded sharply. Uriel opened his mouth to ask about what way was faster then walking, when suddenly the world fell away. Shadows surrounded them. At first, he was afraid, breathless and a kind of deep cold snaked through his body, and yet it wasn't coming from without, but within.

Uriel shivered. Whispers filled the air. Those bothered him more the the silouhettes wandering through the darkness. The dark was comforting in its own way, what lay within ... Not so much.

When it was over, they weren't by the sea anymore. Uriel took a great gulp of air and dug his fingers into Heiro's arm. "Well, I'm no worse off the I was before." He shook his head and pulled away, though he wanted to stay as close to the other man as possible.

They had a job to do. It wasn't time to get distracted. Any show of emotion could very well bring the queen down on his head. He couldn't allow himself to let anyone see that he cared for Heiro as more then a friend, now that they were once again in the city. "Now where were these contacts of yours?" His eyes went up, to gaze at the taller man's face.