Helanie:
"Does that mean there will be a war soon?" I asked Norman as his warriors loaded that thing into the trunk of their car.
"It doesn't matter. Our focus stays on your fight with Darius," Norman replied without looking at me.
"What about the organization?" I asked, almost knocking him over when I stood too close and he was about to turn around. He stepped on his own foot but avoided falling. I bit my tongue and stepped back, wondering if I had annoyed him. And clearly, I had.
"Why don't you just jump into my pocket then?" he grumbled, fixing his shirt.
"You're such a grumpy old lady. You didn't even praise me for fighting that thing so easily," I complained, but my mood shifted when I noticed the warriors share a look and glance at me.
'Yeah, read the room. Even the warriors know that ever since they got here, Norman has only praised you and talked about how much he admires your fighting skills,' Cora chimed in.
