"I am asking you something, Darius. What. do you. want?" Zoe repeated her question.
Darius smiled. "You!"
"What did you say?" Zoe attacked him with flared nostrils, but he ducked her strike and held her hands around her neck, locking her against his chest.
Zoe thrashed to get free, but Darius held her tight.
"Calm down, Zoe. By you, I meant I want your help. Can we please talk in a civilised way? I don't think your brother would like his guest getting beaten by you."
Zoe wanted to yell right on his face and throw him out of Synchena. But she also wanted to know what he had to say, so she agreed to cooperate.
Darius let her go, and they stood face to face.
"What?" Zoe spat when Darius remained silent for a long minute staring at her.
"You haven't changed a bit." He commented.
Zoe scoffed. "So you are!" He didn't miss the sarcasm in her tone.
"Speak," Zoe ordered,
