After talking more about what they should do with the cores, Radia told Zein to go home and have ample rest.
Which, he might do. Probably. But not before he saw Bassena leaning against his office door, arms crossed and staring his way. There was no question as to why the esper was there, but Zein asked anyway.
"Why are you here?"
"He said not to follow," Bassena shrugged and gave him a little grin. "Nothing about waiting in front of my own office."
Zein looked at Bassena; his heart and his mind having an intense battle inside. It killed him...it really did, the way he wanted to step forward and run away at the same time. But as he gazed into the warm ambers, his defense was crumbling.
He craved that warmth, and so, even though he knew it would corrode his mind even more, Zein let out a chuckle. "Heh..."
