So perhaps I had ulterior motives for wanting to walk Sorrell home. I wasn’t lying when I said I was worried about her safety. Knowing how close the first eyti was to her home has had me even more on edge about her wellbeing, especially since it seems she attracts danger and trouble like a moth to a flame, but beyond all that, I just wanted to spend some quiet time alone with her. I’ve been so busy lately I haven’t had time to get to know her as much as I would like, so this seems like the perfect opportunity.
“Do you and your dad still train privately together?” I ask as we casually walk to her house. Her face is still swollen and bruised from the fight, but I know she’ll be fine in no time. I still hate seeing her like this though, but boy did she give it to Romona.
“Highly satisfying
