02-04-2015, 11:09 AM
Ayden watched things play out. The man seemed unconcerned about the gun he knew was there. He looked at her and Ayden frowned, he had looked at her the moment she grabbed the power. It had to be coincidence.
They spoke in whispers, Ayden could barely heard what they said, but she could hear it. Ayden nodded to Greta that they'd be moving. Ayden took their things and sat down across from them. But Ayden just watched what was happening. She really wasn't sure what was running through Connor's mind.
He was offering to help them, which made Ayden even more suspicious of him. Why would he do that? Why help them? He was Atharim, he was the bad guy.
But this was Connor's show, she'd protect him with her life if she could, and this boy, he wasn't very old very early twenties. Probably barely old enough to drink that beer he had in front of him. This boy would crumple under her weaves if necessary.
They spoke in whispers, Ayden could barely heard what they said, but she could hear it. Ayden nodded to Greta that they'd be moving. Ayden took their things and sat down across from them. But Ayden just watched what was happening. She really wasn't sure what was running through Connor's mind.
He was offering to help them, which made Ayden even more suspicious of him. Why would he do that? Why help them? He was Atharim, he was the bad guy.
But this was Connor's show, she'd protect him with her life if she could, and this boy, he wasn't very old very early twenties. Probably barely old enough to drink that beer he had in front of him. This boy would crumple under her weaves if necessary.