“Don’t be a dick,” Wren warns. “Say it. Out loud. I wanna hear it. I promise I won’t be a psychopath.” The look on Pax’s face isn’t very promising; neither his shit-eating smile nor the wicked look in his eyes inspire much hope that he’s going to behave. Still, he repeats the words as directed. “I promise. Cross my heart and hope to die. I will not be a psychopath.”
