She cast a smile at Diesel as she patted the J1N for good measure.
Brie moved off into the night without a word, leaving Kira and the J1N to follow.
Nerves flooded Kira's stomach. Her hands developed a tiny tremor that had her primus rising from the place it had been slumbering since they'd started traveling with the lenacht.
Please let Odin have what they needed, Kira whispered silently. Otherwise, they would have come all this way for nothing.
Graydon
Graydon watched the trees swallow Kira and the other two, hating the fact that he was remaining behind. It was going to take everything Kira had to walk back into that ship.
And he wasn't going to be there to ease her burden.
He could follow. It would be easy. These humans and their toys weren't much of a threat. Easily swatted aside.
The problem was that she'd been the one to ask this. Kira asked very little of him. How could he go against her wishes now?
Diesel chuckled. "She's got you wrapped around her finger."
There was an edge to the human now that Kira was no longer there. The friendly camaraderie had vanished, leaving behind someone who was both shrewd and intelligent.
Diesel looked Graydon over. As if trying to decide how much time and effort Graydon was worth.
"You're not her usual sort," Diesel observed.
"That's because I'm unique."
Of course, Graydon wasn't her type. She never would have had the opportunity to run across someone like him until the day they met.
There was a stunned silence. Then Diesel roared with laughter. "I see it now. Your arrogance fits with her and Jin's."
Graydon only gave the human part of his attention, the rest focused on listening to Kira move through the forest.
"You're Tuann, aren't you?"
Graydon stared.
The human's lips quirked, as if pleased to finally get a response.
Only, Graydon caught the faint trace of tension around his mouth and the corners of his eyes that announced his discomfort.
To the human, it would feel like a weight was pressing on the top of his head. The urge to submit to that pressure continuing to build as danger whispered across his skin. A warning that he'd drawn the notice of a much bigger predator.
The Tuann called it the oho. A nonviolent way of suppressing someone whose willpower was weaker than yours.
Kira wielded it instinctively. That was probably why this man didn't flinch from Graydon's gaze. He'd had the chance to build up a tolerance.
There was also the fact that his mind and willpower were uncommonly strong.
Graydon reeled in his displeasure. He buried his emotions before suppressing the oho to levels that would be considered more polite among his kind.
The lines bracketing Diesel's lips eased. "Is Kira Tuann?"
If the man was smart, he'd be careful about what he said next.
Diesel made a face at Graydon's continued silence. "There's a lot of negative sentiment going around about your kind right now."
Graydon prowled closer.
