"I want to know who it is."
My head snapped up, the rope that I had been rolling up nearly dropping back down to the floor. I couldn't deny the fact that this had been a surprise and a half, and I knew that it showed on my face. I was sure of it. But considering the fact that Persephone's face remained blank the entirety of the way, I found that I didn't really care about my reaction. This was going to be one of those days where the conversation between the two of us was going to be brutal, and I could care less. She needed to know where we stood, and I was going to make sure that we were on the same page.
"You want to know who who is?"
"I want to know who she is."
I immediately picked up on the fact that she was far from willing to elaborate further, because she knew that I was we
