So naturally, I swooped low, laying my back dramatically on top of the table, my hand on my forehead as I sighed. “I guess I'll just have to lie here forever, contemplating the reason for my existence.” “That's pretty dramatic. Even for you, Wraith,” Torryn said. I bolted upright, staring at him with my jaw open. “You're supposed to be the nice one.” He flashed a smile, content to break the tension in the room with me. “I've always been a rule follower. It might be time for a change.” “Oh, shit. What will that make me then?” Atlas asked, moving toward the door. “Still annoying,” I answered.
