“I dumped him because I was too much for him and it frustrated me.” Dazi scratched at his nose, eyes staring into the past. “I guess it’s similar to yours, but the opposite. I knew him all my life, too. Hard not to in my tribe. I didn’t pay any attention to him until my dad became his mentor.”
“Aha,” Mateo said. He had noticed Dazi’s cockiness. Not many people would identify another shapeshifter and follow them into a bathroom without determining if they were friendly or not. Is that cockiness or blind arrogance?There was more to the story, obviously, and Mateo wanted to hear it.