you stare at the kronos’ leader in complete horror, eyes flicking to a battered luke a couple times who looks out of it.

“what did you do to him.” you say faintly, your legs staring to walk as your desprate to hold him.

“i was hoping you could answer me the same.” he says stopping you. “spent one night with you and came back telling me he doesn’t think the plans right.”

“because it’s not!” you yells, his hand comes up to grip your hair, slamming your head of the table making your nose bleed.