Circe's hands shook, but with a force of determination and will, she steadied herself. She felt deep fear, but she understood if Rowan wanted her to die, there was no way she would be able to fight. He had addressed her with no ill will behind his words, at least she had not detected any, and so she must proceed with caution and wisdom.
That was what she thought, but what came out of her mouth was different,
"Rowan?! How is it possible you are in my body?" Circe was dumbstruck before a thought made her pause and she went pale, "Wait, have you been spying on me all this while?"
Circe would have sworn that the eye rolled up in irritation, "As pleasant as it would be to convince you how utterly useless such an action would be to me, I would like to remind you that your target is on his way and that your trap is simply… shit. It does what it is supposed to do, there is no denying that, but the methods used are… sloppy at best."
