“What else would he be doing?” Reaver asked. Kieran’s eyes narrowed on the draken. “Literally anything that doesn’t include sitting in nothing but a sheet and eating an apple.” “So, not much, then?” Reaver quipped. “Reaver,” I said, shooting him a look. “Stop antagonizing Kieran.” “I have done no such thing,” the draken denied. “He is just overly sensitive…for a wolven.”
