"What's that?" Leona asked curiously.
"Oh, this. It tried to kill me, but being my magnificent benevolent self, I chose to bring him along rather than let him get ripped apart or sold into slavery." Havok said with his chest puffed out and his face looking upward awaiting praise.
Grant chuckled.
"Why is the child unconscious?" Leona asked with a raised eyebrow. Her words caused Havok to freeze.
"Uh! Well, he snuck up on me, so I had to do something. He's just unconscious other than that he's fine."
"Sure. Is that why he is currently foaming at the mouth? Did you use killing intent on this kid?" Leona asked in a tone that resembled a parent chiding a child.
Just as Havok was about to respond she interrupted him. "Sit him down."
