“There is no need to be anxious, Chloe,” Charon said. “We are merely going to the training grounds.” I eyed Charon’s back as he nonchalantly continued down the endless, stone spiral staircase. He didn’t even stop to look back at me. “How do you know I’m anxious?” I asked. “Everything made you anxious as a cat,” Charon said. “It stands to reason that everything would also make you anxious as a human.” “That is…accurate,” I admitted.
