Shadows themselves were not a threat. It's what was hiding in the shadows. Kinn's eyes scanned the area, his voice quiet and his breathing slow, ready for an ambush. He wanted someone to make a slip up so he could cut into whomever scared his brother. Long moments later, he straightens even if he doesn't lower his guard or a knife.

"Okay. Turn around and keep your back against me. Head into the compound."

He won't relax until he can bolt the door and finally get some answers. Hopefully.