"An uprising?!" Nadia's tone dropped to a whisper, she quickly closed her mouth. "Aid, watch your mouth. What you're saying is too dangerous to be said aloud."
Aidan picked up one of the guns and examined it closely. "Is this the time to be afraid? We need to take action."
I leaned in. "Do you know how to use it?"
He furrowed his brow, studying the gun in his hand. "Oops," he muttered as the weapon slipped from his grasp. I might have dismissed it as a harmless mistake if I hadn't seen his hand tremble.
Nadia took his hand, but he quickly pulled away. She studied him for a moment before letting out a sigh. "This is the fourth time."
"Fourth time of what?" I asked.
"His hands tremble to the point of not being able to hold an object. The first time it happened, he lied to me and said that it just slipped."
I smacked his muscular arm and snapped, "Why would you lie about that?"
