Before Brandon knew, he was standing at the airport with his bag, tagged beside him. He had his tickets in his hand and beside him, who was frowning at what he held.
"What?" Brandon replied, defensively. "It is quite smart to hold your ticket and your passport until you finally have to keep it inside your bag."
"I know that." Killian snapped. "I don't know why you're holding it out, like he was supposed to board a public plane."
"public plane? planes are public. My question is why aren't you holding yours out?" Brandon scoffed. " where is your passport?"
"With me, on my plane. We are travelling via private jet, Brandon. I'm not allowing you to take another commercial flight."
commercial flight- that was when Brandon, remember that Killian had actually travelled with his plane and not a flight like branded had taken before. Obviously, might as well explain why he had taken less time to arrive.
