“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Elias muttered. “What are you going to do, slap him awake?” Spoken like someone who didn’t know how good I was at slapping people awake. Couldn’t even count the number of times I’d done it on Raihn. Blessed hands. Asar’s eyes snapped open. Immediately, his face pinched into a scowl. He sat bolt upright. “What were you about to do?” I lowered my hand. “Nothing.”
