Chapter 24 What Sharp Eyes See
I woke up embarrassed. Not because I had collapsed—apparently that was becoming a habit—but because I woke up to Luntian sitting on my chest. Not figuratively. Physically. Her knees pinned my arms, her face inches from mine, eyes narrowed with the intensity of someone who had been waiting a very long time to yell. “You,” she said softly, “are either the bravest person I know or the stupidest.” “Good morning to you too,” I croaked. She leaned closer. “Do you have any idea how hard it is to carry you when you faint? You are not as light as you look. Do you know how humiliating it is to drop the future of the Greenwood Line because your arms gave out?” I blinked. “You dropped me?” “Only a little.” Maya’s voice drifted in from the doorway. “She screamed the whole time.” “I was alert
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