"Elian?" Cassian's brow arched. "You mean agent red?"
"Agent what now?" Inna blinked in bafflement, and Cassian used his hand to make a gesture at the top of his head. "The guy with red, orange hair.... isn't he the one you're referring to?"
"His name is Elian."
"I really don't care about his name." The young lad nonchalantly shrugged to convey his disinterest, and Inna wasn't ready to start off an argument on how he throws nicknames instead of figuring out politely what their actual name is.
