‘You fucked it up with her already, then?’ he asked, his gaze trained on Thea. ‘Something like that,’ Wilder muttered. ‘Didn’t take long.’ ‘No shit.’ Torj scoffed. ‘You gonna fix it?’ ‘If it were that easy, I would have done it already.’ A mild punch hit his bicep. ‘If it were that easy, it wouldn’t be worth it, brother.’ ‘Oh? Since when did you become an expert?’ But Torj wasn’t listening anymore. His attention was elsewhere. On the alchemist tending to the fire. Wilder shook his head. ‘Furies save us all.’
