She knew full well that Four wouldn't be happy about her request, or anything, for that matter, but she figured it was better to try and fail than not to try at all. Gripping the door handle, she braced herself.
Behind her, the mention of Four's name made Ikenna's casual demeanor disappear. He sat up straighter, his smile vanishing. "Wait," he called out, his tone incredulous.
"You would rather ask that block of ice than me?" He stood up abruptly, grabbing his coat. "Come on. I'll drive you there. I may not be allowed to give you bus fare, but I can at least take you."
"No," Nnenna snapped immediately, her voice sharp and firm. "I want to go alone. I don't want you to come with me." The urgency in her tone only deepened Ikenna's suspicions. He narrowed his eyes at her, leaning slightly against his desk.