Talking with the king

Lucas winced. He slowly turned to face Odin.

"Please don't call me that. I don't want to get in the middle of the both of you. Why don't you just talk to each other, and I will stay out of it? I will tell you what I need to tell you after all of that is done." Lucas said.

"I wouldn't want to risk letting a flight risk leave his dear friend in bodies again. I think that he should stay where he is. When you have him listen to everything that you want to keep private, then you should be able to have the same privilege right?" Odin smiled.

"He isn't wrong." Lucas chuckled.

Fenrir growled, and Liu Feng felt a sharp thang in his stomach.

"You promised not to bite." Lucas winced.

"Well, let us speak clearly then. Why did you come all the way here from your dear old rat pack all the way in New York? I heard that you emptied it recently though? Family problems?" Odin chuckled.