“None of that! No horrible torturing or ... bone extracting!” Ethan sounded panicked, his voice pitched higher than it was when the conversation began. “I don’t want him dead or hurt. I just want to make him jealous.” “Jealous ... that you have skin and he doesn’t?” Sami asked, confused. “No, I think he means jealous that Ethan still has eyes,” Jag corrected. “Oh my God.”
