"Master," Rhane moved back a little, but still, his brooding presence suppressed the air around Jenna. "Maybe we should calm down a little and talk this out."
Jenna closed her eyes and nodded. "Talk it out?"
"Yes, I think you're overreacting a little bit too much," Rhane replied matter-of-factly.
Jenna widened her eyes, turning her head to the side, since it was the only part of her body she could move. Rhane had her body pinned to the wall and her hand above her.
"Overreacting?! Rhane, you murdered someone like it was nothing! What was I to do, applaud you for it?" Jenna chuckled deliriously. "I may not look like it, but my survival instinct is on the high side. I know when to run."
Rhane sucked his teeth, pondering over Jenna's words. "But I was trying to protect you. Don't I get a pat on the head for that? Even cats are adored when they bring home a dead rat for their mistress. Why is mine different?"
