“I…” I started, but I was suddenly unsure what to say. I was wrong to have been there at all, and with my own anger suddenly gone, I was feeling empty and unfocused.
“Just get out,” she finished, the anger in her voice blending back to sorrow as her head returned to rest on her knees.
I started to leave and made it to the doorway before I stopped. Something about it all made me turn back. I moved more slowly now, less power or energy in my stride. It felt more appropriate for the setting. I didn’t say anything as Quatra lifted her head again up, anger back in her eyes.
Instead, I just walked to the corner where she sat and joined her on the floor a short distance away, my own back against the wall.
“What do you want, Hunter?” she asked, still glaring at me.
“I was angry,” I said, my v
