Spheris didn't facially react to what Nephta just said, he didn't even raise an eyebrow or narrow his eyes. What he did do was punish her with a judgemental face of intense suspicion.
He looked at it this way; Nephta had just crawled out of nowhere, has seemingly been following him for Hell knows how long, and somehow knows that he was planning to enter Morgander's Expanded Realm.
All he was left with here was suspicion and not a lot of trustworthy circumstances.
So he simply looked into Nephta's dark blue eyes and said; "No."
A surprised frown appeared on her face. "No? How exactly do you mean no, Spheris?"
Spheris remained emotionless. "How else would I mean no? I don't want your help."
"You wanting it is debatable and I could concede to that," Nephta's hands rested on her waist. "But you needing it is something you can't deny."
"You don't know what I need, Spellbreaker. But it certainly is not you."
