It ignited a small squabble between the two of them, Wren telling her it was dangerous to get involved with the enemy. “Look at the trouble it got Kazi into—” She caught herself and looked at me. “Am I still the enemy?” I asked. “You’re a pain in the ass is what you are, but not the enemy—for now.” Strangely, coming from Wren, it almost sounded like a compliment.
