Morr finally left the room, and I was once again left to my own thoughts. It wasn't bad per se, but in times like these, I really wanted to know all the details.
Especially since those details involved someone I loved.
But for the time being, I felt like I was in a circle of people I couldn't trust. Even Morr... This wasn't the first time he failed me. I would chalk it up to incompetence had I not seen just how powerful he was firsthand.
He has ulterior motives. Whatever those motives were, they clashed with mine. And if I didn't want that to happen, I needed him to not be able to read my mind.
It was just that the Guardian contract made us equals. If I wanted to alter the contract, Morr would know. But at a time like this, I could chalk up my wariness to me being locked up in darkness for God knows how long.
So I closed my eyes and quickly focused on the connection between the two of us. It was as stable as ever, almost like it couldn't detect the distaste I had toward Morr.
