Daphne
“So let me get this straight–”
Two of the most powerful men in the world sat there at the breakfast table, looking down at their plates like kindergartners who just been scolded.
“You,” I leveled a finger at Louis, “Decided to join the training session this morning, even though you are advanced far beyond their level.”
“And you… well, I think it's fair to assume you’ve progressed well beyond basic weapons training as well.” I moved my finger to aim at Nash. The tips of his ears were turning a very interesting color.
“And then, you thought it would be a good idea to partner up?”
Louis cleared his throat, “I thought it would be a good idea of Nash had a partner that could actually challenge him.”
Nash grunted, rather than actually admit that Louis had been a worthy opponent.
