Seong-Jae considered letting it go, then thought better of it. “You do not know what to make of me, do you?” “I’m not worried about what to make of you. We don’t have to like each other. We just have to work together. And don’t—” Khalaji snapped one hand up. “Don’t say ‘as you say.’” “As you say,” Seong-Jae answered.
