“It doesn’t. Eliza forced me to try to … do whatever this is.” Luka almost let the huff of laughter slip. “Are you saying your bonded forced you to try to bond with me?” “Don’t say it like that,” Razik grumbled. “What, exactly, do you want to know?” Luka went on. “My favorite color? Favorite food? Stuffed animal I had growing up?” “Why the fuck did you have a stuffed animal growing up? Did you at least hunt it properly first?”
