“Why don’t you settle down?” the suhoshin suggests. “Why don’t you go fuck yourself?” I say, mimicking his gratingly calm voice. “What do you want from us?” Ethan steps in front of me, shielding me with his body. I gasp, wondering how the hell he broke free from the binding. The suhoshin stumbles back half a step before he catches himself. Something like wonder and fear flits across his face. His stoic mask slides back into place as he says, “There is no time to talk. You must come with me.”
