"It's only reckless if you get hurt or die," Kira said defensively.
Neither of those things had happened, so from where she stood, all was well that ended well.
The way Wren frowned at her made her feel like he was trying to determine the level of her stupidity.
Despite how it seemed, Kira always had a plan. Granted, those plans were often loosely defined with a high tendency to go wrong at the last minute, but she always came through in the end.
To prove it, she pulled up the hem of her shirt, exposing the under layer she still wore. "I knew this could take the impact. I never would have crossed the finish line that way if there had been risk of serious injury."
Wren regarded her with serious eyes. “You're trying to argue that thebalialRoake gifted you would have prevented your death if you had miscalculated your descent on the tower.”
Kira winced. "Not exactly."
Wren gave a short nod. "Good. Because I know the ballistic resistance of that material. Every bone in your body would have been crushed. If you hadn’t pulled out of your dive in time, you would have died."
"But that didn't happen," Kira pointed out.
Wren's face was expressionless as he studied her. "I don't know how you're used to doing things, but you're one of my responsibilities now. I will not allow you to take such reckless actions again. Next time, find a safer way to win."
Kira didn't get a chance to argue before he switched topics again.
"I assume your board was destroyed. Do you need help procuring another one?" he asked.
Kira shook her head. "It's handled."
"Very well. You're dismissed."
Kira stood there for several seconds as she debated the merits of returning to their previous conversation.
He’d never given her a satisfactory answer.
Reluctantly, Kira moved toward the door.
"Kira," Wren said abruptly.
Kira stopped but didn't turn around.
"Thank you for protecting her for so long. The debt I owe you can never be repaid. I'll take over from here."
