"I'm here." The owner of the Apatite eyes moved aside as Hunter's face came into view, expressing unmitigated concern. "How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Like I've been punched in the face," I grumbled.
"Aiden?"
An irritated expression crossed Hunter's face and I looked behind him at the owner of the blue eyes, it was Nathan. He stood a few feet behind Hunter, one hand stiffly pressed behind his neck.
"I'm really sorry for what happened," he said, looking down. "I honestly didn't think you were so close."
I could have mistaken his aversion to look at me as insincerity, or even rudeness, but there was something with the way he stood now, his shoulders stooped low, that told me he was forthright in his apology.
"It's okay." I smiled awkwardly.
Nathan's head snapped up at me, his eyes wide. It was clear that he hadn't been expecting anything close to my reaction.
