Mel Talks.

He bristled again, and his eyes went wild. For a moment, he nearly struck out at her. But that would be unwise now, and he knew better. “Don’t fucking talk to me about that slut. She ran off on her own accord-as far as I saw it, we resolved the problem.” Make up sex, yeah, right. He felt like he had used her, and that he had been used in the way of the woman. Terrible justice it was, terrible indeed. He didn’t respond to her quite musing, but he grinned slightly at her response to his name calling. This was a bad game, a terrible game, but he had to play. He didn’t trust this honesty, and didn’t want to make her forget who he was or what he had done. His reason was none, and all that mattered now was the game. Cat and mouse. This time, the blonde would take on her previous role. One night, a long time ago, she had been just like him. And she might very well have made him do something if she had been smarter. There was more then his life he cared about. “Are you a virgin, Iskata?”