“All right,” I conceded, using the same warning tone he had used. “I’ll overlook the fact that you could be dying and don’t want to admit it, and the fact that I admire your courage to stay so serious and quiet when you’re probably in a lot of pain, if you answer this other thing: is Rex one of your subordinates?”
He took a little longer to answer that time, and there was a small smile on his lips. Very small, almost mocking. I still don’t know whether I liked that he thought he could make fun of me, or that he didn’t take me seriously.
After all, weren’t we in a very serious situation?
“Rex is my friend. I already talked to you about that before, remember?”
“But he obeys you. As if you were his leader.”
“…I tend to have that effect on people. They follow me because they think I know
