Zephyrion stared at Horus' smiling face, then lowered his gaze towards the outstretched hand. Several seconds passed before he finally sighed.
The rod reverted to its normal shape, while the metal spikes surrounding him dissolved. Then Zephyrion calmly approached Horus until he stood directly before him.
"Before I accept, I have one question."
"Hm? Go ahead."
"You said if I refuse, you'll report everything to your master." Zephyrion held his gaze. "Meaning you haven't reported anything yet."
"Yes, but what does that…" Horus trailed off, then suddenly smiled as realization dawned. "Oh. That's where your mind went."
He chuckled.
"Come on, Prime. Give me some credit. You seriously think I'd walk up to you, reveal all this shit and just hope you wouldn't kill me? We're still inside the academy. The second my life is in danger, my rune tab gets me the fuck out of here before you can finish the job."
He was right.
