"We can go talk to the old man together if you want?" Syria said in a calm tone. Calder nodded his head in agreement but to his surprise Syria moved her gaze away from him and covered her mouth with the back of her hand, a deep red blush dyed her face.
Calder became puzzled, his tears stopped and he stared at Syria until a single thought hit him. Sexual harassment! He slowly and cautiously pried his arms away from Syria's body as if afraid to wake a sleeping bear.
The moment he felt that his life was no longer in danger, Calder instantly moved away from her and scooted back. "I'm so sorry!" He shouted as he bowed down, making sure that his forehead touched the ground. "What are you doing?!" Syria hissed as she tried to lift him off of the ground.
