“Right. Introductions. Okot, Evert is the one who says ‘fuck’ a lot. Sylred is the nice one. And that muscly one who always frowns is Ronak. Guys, this is Okot. I’m his mate,” I say, wagging my brows. All three genfins stare at me incredulously. Evert pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes as if he just can’t deal with me. I’m pretty sure I can hear him counting under his breath.
