As the guilt was trying to envelope Chris, he decided to change the topic.
"How did you even get here?" Chris asked Chris.
"My uncle's car."
Argh! Why was it so difficult communicating with this guy at times?
"I mean, in here." Chris pointed down at the room.
Sky looked at him in confusion as he asked, "Didn't we both walk in here?"
Goodness!
"I mean HERE! THIS PLACE! It was strictly guarded against others who aren't staff or bikers." Chris explained in frustration but then he noticed the amused look on Sky's face and realized that the idiot was probably messing with him.
"Seriously, Chris?" Sky asked in a tone that sounded like he was asking whether Chris didn't already know the answer to that.
"I'm Sky Sato. It would be weird if I wasn't let in." He said in his usual smug tone, which made Chris scoff. There was the real Sky.
For some odd reasons, seeing Sky like this made him a little better.
"I'm out of here."