Shady

Ky blinked at him. Not… guilty? But… but how? She was the epitome of guilt.

“I’m nothing like him,” she said stiffly. Gods, she was being irritating. And yet she couldn’t quite figure out how to stop.

“… why you are waiting with us, sir, even though we’re healed… enough… to begin,” she said uneasily, but forced her expression to be drawn. No use in begging for ...

“Mm.” Ky glanced down the hall. “Doesn’t make it any of his business.”

“…yessir.” Ky glanced over at Tadaaki, then back at Ash. She didn’t understand what that meant. They were to be locked in their rooms until Aleth was healed enough for ...

“Which brings us back to the hypocrisy of him judging me for it. Pot kettle.”

Well. Fuck. If he already knew this much… “… we were to pose as escaped slaves. Earn enough trust to be unsupervised and pick up as much as we could. ...

“I’m not hungry.” Why was she getting so defensive?

“…yes sir.” Ky dipped her head. Well. They had been. Now they were just dead men walking.

Ky sighed. “Then why?”

Ky glanced at Tadaaki, wondering what he’d said, then back to Ash. “…if we’re being generous, I… suppose you could say that.”

Ky had set her face to be sure her expression would be neutral no matter what he said… but… well. That was enough to make her eyes go wide as ...

“My pissyness is no one’s responsibility but my own,” she said stiffly. “If it was irritating Gaius that much, he should have told me to knock it off. I would ...

Ky assessed the room quickly, heart racing in her ears. Only Tadaaki was in here. He seemed fine. … for now. She felt ill. But she obediently closed the door ...

Ky glanced away, not answering.