Thirteen felt light taps on his cheek, which made him open his eyes.
The first thing he saw was Erica looking down at him, making him blink in confusion.
"Rise and shine," Erica said. "The second half of the Auction is about to start."
It took a while for her words to register inside his head. When he remembered that he was inside the auction house, he casually propped himself up and looked at Erica.
"Thanks for the lap pillow," Thirteen replied.
Erica smiled and showed him her palm. "Pay up. My legs are worth more than gold, you know?"
"How much?"
"A hundred thousand gold coins."
"So cheap."
The corner of Erica's lips twitched. She didn't think that this would be Zion's response. For some reason, she felt like he had called her a cheap woman, which made her want to pinch his waist to oblivion.
