The lighter-haired Warden nodded.

“It’s nice to meet you guys.” I refocused on the school. “I hope you all are smart and listen to me when I say you should stay out here.”

“That’s not going to happen,” Dez stated in a gravelly voice, having shifted as we’d made our way up the steps.

“I already know you’re not smart. I’m hoping they are.” Tension settled on the nape of my neck. “You guys aren’t going to be able to see what’s in there unless they’re really powerful. You might get lucky or unlucky, and be able to see the Shadow People if they want to be seen. Either way, there’s probably not going to be much you can do.”

“We know that,” Teller answered as he scanned the windows. “But we’re not letting you go in there by yourself. It’s bad enough that you’re even here. Nic’s going to have our asses for that alone.”

“You’re not going to talk us out of this,” Jordan confirmed. “We’re going in there with you. Arguing will just delay this, and what good will that do?”

None. Because if anyone was still alive in there, they needed to be rescued. Worse yet, I had a feeling that the captain would have to make a move to get her officers out, which meant more people would be going in there, and that was the last thing I wanted.

“Okay. If you need years of therapy because of this, you can’t say I didn’t warn you,” I said, starting forward.

My foot immediately snagged on the step I didn’t see. I stumbled forward, catching myself as Dez took ahold of my arm.

“You okay?” Jordan asked.

“Yes.” I sighed. “I’m basically legally blind—actually, I’m legally blind,” I said, surprising myself with the truth.

“Damn,” Jordan murmured. “I would’ve never noticed.”

“Really?” I said doubtfully.

I thought I saw a half grin. “I just assumed you weren’t very observant.”

“Well, that’s also true,” Dez commented.

I rolled my eyes, but I... I couldn’t believe I’d just admitted to virtual strangers that I couldn’t see well. I always either kept my vision issues to myself or played it off like it wasn’t that big of a deal, which usually ended with me walking into something sharp and painful or being unable to read instructions and winging it with disastrous results. It had taken eons for me to confide in Zayne, and I trusted him with my life, even now. I didn’t even know why I was so reluctant to tell people.

Okay, that was a lie.

I knew exactly why.