“What did you say?” Hannon asked. A look of terror bled through Hadriel’s eyes. “Oh fuck, I don’t know. What did I say? Was it bad? What did I do, black out? I haven’t even been drinking on this trip!” “The mood-consuming thing he does?” I asked. Hadriel’s eyebrows climbed and his eyes got cagey. “What am I missing? Why was that the wrong thing to say?” Something moved behind Hannon’s eyes. Uncertainty, maybe. Fear?
Well then…
