Pallas caught Kira, grabbing her cheeks and smooshing them together as he pressed his face against hers. “Don’t tell me you’re still sore about that time I almost killed you.” Kira drove her elbow into his side, biting back a whimper as pain lanced her arm from the hard impact with armor. “Multiple times,” Jin shouted, lifting so he could see Pallas better. Pallas’s grip eased as he got a thoughtful look on his face. “Oh yeah, you might be right.” See, this was why Kira hated him. The man couldn’t even bother to remember how many times he almost killed her.
