"So, are you going to kill me?" Ori asked, fuming with rage.
"I just said that killing you would be the best thing, not that he should do it." Micah chuckled, making the woman even more annoyed than she already was. "Has Ori always been this slow?"
"She has." Grey agreed, looking at the woman with a very dull expression on his eyes. He walked around the room, picking up a cushion from the bed before walking back to Micah. "I apologise for my former partner's slowness."
Taking the cushion from the man, Micah carefully lifted Briar’s head from his lap, and rested it against the cushion on the ground. He made sure he was comfortable before getting to his feet and stretching.
"She still has been able to accomplish some things on her own," Micah said, nodding at the woman, walking aroun
