A YAWN ESCAPED ME before I could stop it.
"Look," he said. "It's late. School tomorrow. Unless you aren't going?" He raised one eyebrow. "Might be a good idea."
I hadn't even thought about it. My friends, homework, and that whole part of my life seemed like another world away. It seemed unimportant compared to what I'd learned today.
"I don't know," I answered honestly, wondering if I would be able to leave the safety of my house. "Do I need to be worried about the Collector?"
"No," he answered firmly. "Peter and I are staying put and we'll be watching your back. You have nothing to worry about."
"But you just said you don't trust Peter. And he doesn't trust me. He thinks I'm 'controlling' you."
"I know. But, I'll convince him you aren't a siren. Besides, he's chasing another problem right now, one more important to him. I'll do most of the watching." He gave me lecherous smile.
I laughed. Were we flirting?