"We need to talk," he said.
Freiya had expected this to happen, but she didn't think he would do it at such an ungodly hour, "Can't we talk tomorrow?" she said while sitting down on the couch. Quinn shook his head and ran his hand through Alice's hair again.
"I wanted to talk in private"
"Okay then. What is it?"
"Why did you choose me?"
Freiya's eyes widened, she turned the other way and scowled, "I… I…"
Quinn sighed, "I know we weren't the closest of people before Helga di - " Quinn hesitated. A slight pang went through his chest, but he ignored it, "Before Helga. So I want to know why you would choose me"
Freiya bowed her head, "I didn't have any other choice"
"Choice?"
"Yes," she whispered, "I didn't have any other choice. I needed this, there was no other way. And when Aran gave me the chance, I couldn't say no"
