Chapter 420
Verchiel leaned against the counter and pulled on his socks. "I've been informed you're not allowed to leave this room. Talk about segregation. Still, it has to be better than being stuck in the secure place."
"I don't know about that," she said coldly.
He walked past her and flopped on one of the beds. "Not too bad. You should try it."
"No thanks."
He grabbed the remote from the nightstand and flipped the TV on. "Oh come on, I won't bite, unless you ask me to." He batted his eyes innocently.
"Right, and I asked last time?"
He scrunched his face up comically, as if straining to think. "I don't remember, exactly, but you did go into a prison cell with a starving vampire. That's pretty much the same thing."
"It wasn't my fault!" It was the same thing she'd said to Jorick over and over, and she looked away in a huff.
Verchiel snickered. "I didn't know you guys were still arguing about that. He's touchy, huh?"
"Yes, he is."