Find The Thief

The moment they teleported into the room, Ezra had his hand around Helena's neck, lifting her off the floor. "How do you know about Lockwood?" He hissed. "What are you trying to pull?"

Helena grabbed the hand holding her gently, speaking calmly. "This time, it's not me."

"Stop it with your lies." Ezra snarled. "What do you want?"

"Think, Ezra." Helena hissed back at him, her calm expression twisting into a frown. "If this was me, why would I approach you about it? I could steal it for myself or show Yuri that you stole from her. Instead, I came to you."

She met his gaze, speaking slowly and surely. "I know you don't trust me. But shouldn't I at least get the benefit of the doubt?"

Ezra watched her, not saying a word. After a moment, he released her and she dropped, landing lightly on her feet.

"Thank you." She nodded, straightening her uniform.