“So, enlighten me on what it was about,” Castien said. Eridan dropped his gaze before lifting it again. “I want you to fire him,” he said. Castien stared at him. His face became blank, the bond between them going completely quiet as Castien brought his shields up. Silence fell, thick and suffocating. Eridan felt himself blush, his skin prickling the longer the silence stretched. “You do not want me to fire him,” Castien said at last, looking him in the eye. “Trust me, that would be a terrible idea.”
