Jett leaned casually against the wall, maintaining his calm demeanor. "Alright, Rey, what's really going on outside? All I know is that we have a traitor and they've already started making their move and apparently, I'm being dragged through this mess blindfolded."
Rey folded his arms, scrutinizing Jett as if deciding whether to trust him. "I don't know how much you actually know, but…" Rey glanced at the guards still nearby, his unease growing. "I need to ask you something, and I need you to be honest. Did you do something to get John on your side?"
Jett raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
Rey's eyes narrowed. "He's acting weird. Too weird. I never told him about the attackers' motives. All fourteen of us are the only ones who know what they were really aiming for nd we made sure to keep it that way but he suddenly acted like he knew. And now he's letting you out?"
Creation is hard, cheer me up!