The same feeling of unpleasantness rose in him again. It wasn’t that it had left him for even a second, ever since they came here, but it was now growing stronger.
If before it had been something he could suppress and not stop him from thinking straight, it was now making being calm close to impossible.
It was intimidating, because he couldn’t name where it was coming from. Like all the bad feelings people occasionally had, he was overtaken by a strong need to break into a run.
Or destroy something.
The fact any of this didn’t have an explanation made the feeling twice bad; Tyler couldn’t say why it was that.
He was just pretty sure he wasn’t going to like whatever Freya was going to ask for.
Worse than that.
“But I want something. “ Freya said. “You both know there’s always
